C137 Happiness Is Nothing

The wind whistled past her, blowing her long hair. Listening to the desolate wind, she suddenly had a feeling of "quick", as if she was about to be freed from it.

Living in hatred every day, she wasn't that well off at all!

"Enough! "Yin Siruo!"

The person who stopped her was Jing Yixuan.

Her cold voice was still as calm as before, but it was so cold that it caused one's heart to turn cold