"You killed my father. I don' t want to see you right now. I' m afraid I' ll hate you! Or perhaps, I' m afraid I' ll be softhearted when I see you! I was afraid that I would no longer be myself! You can leave! "Mo Mountain!" Lan Ling cried out.
Everyone was moved, and Ling Shuang also began to cry. Lan Jingtian was once the Grand Marshal of the Great Xing Country. Although he supported King Ning.
They were only their own masters. For those who often went to the battlefield, their attitude towards Lan Jingtian was different from that of the civil servants in the court.
Lan Ling watched his father die in front of him with his own eyes. This kind of feeling would never be forgotten.
Lan Ling pulled out the soft sword from his waist and hit the horse's butt with a bang. The horse let out a
