C527 Past Life

Twenty years ago, Mount Johu.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sun was setting.

In a house on Mount Johu, there was a continuous stream of women screaming.

"Ah... Ah..."

"It hurts so much... So painful..."

"Madam, hold it in, it's almost there, it's almost there!"

...

Geshu Minglang kept pacing in the long corridor of the courtyard. His hands were tightly clenched together