C803 Young Monk
The youth didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her words. He didn't say anything as he carried her out of the courtyard.
The surrounding night was dense, and the moonlight lightly scattered down, enveloping the entire auspicious Clouds Temple. The incense was still burning in the air, making the place seem slightly misty.
Xie Xiaoliu was curled up in a sack and coughed a few times