C789 Darkhell a Young Master Suffering from Severe Illness

"Mo Zhu, where else can we go?" Jiang Yong let Mo Zhu pull him as he asked.

Mo Zhu did not respond. He thought it was a desolate dead end. Then, he walked around to a seemingly run-down courtyard and unexpectedly saw that it was filled with flowers. There were many flowers that were luxuriantly purple in color. They were especially beautiful