C54 Wang Qu

The fire was burning brightly, reflecting all the things that had happened in the past. Endless tears flowed down from his heart, hiding his fragile heart. A gentle breeze blew across the mountain, blowing Hengtian's black hair and occasionally brushing across his face. He stood in front of Lin Yuanfu's grave, looking at Hengtian's grave with an indifferent expression.

"In the future