Bei Chenran was finally taken away, his figure turning into a small black dot in the moonlight and disappearing.
Feng Huanyu still remembered that the child's fists were tightly clenched and she turned around to glare at him. That vicious look in his eyes was exactly the same as that of that person, which made him angry even if he was hacked into pieces.
Perhaps, it was a mistake for Xue Mowu and Feng Qingyu to let them stay together at first.
Once the knot in her heart was untied, her hatred would disappear, and her love would be even more turbulent.
This type of love that had been silent for too long, suppressed for too long, once it was released, it would destroy heaven and earth, no longer recover. It was even more terrifying than hatred.
Four years later, in the Snowcliff City.
