C659 Golden chrysanthemum(8)

Liu Li ran further and further away. Tears still flowed from the corners of her eyes. It turned out that everything was just her wishful thinking.

However, why was his heart still in such pain? A formless sword stabbed into it. Blood flowed out, but it could not cry.

Lucifer, the messenger of light, the star of the dawn, you have always been out of your reach