C958 The past Was like Smoke in the Sky

The past is like smoke.

Xuan Jing said, "Almsgiver has wisdom roots, so you can only be a little bit lacking in fate. I feel deeply sorry for not being able to convert to the proper way. "

Zhang Yang said coldly, "You don't need to cry like a cat! Let me ask you again, why is my mother trapped in Endless Hell? What happened between you and her? "

Xuan Jing's old face turned red