"Have a good rest!"

Liu Ruxin also entered Tianchi and gently caressed Zhao Yun's face.

No one bothered them, even the elders who were guarding the place voluntarily retreated.

This man named Zhao Yun is indeed very tired. Not to mention other things, he has turned the tide for Daxia several times. To pick one at random is a feat that defies heaven. He is a hero of Daxia.

Uh...!

While sleeping, Zhao Yun groaned from time to time.

He didn't sleep peacefully, as if he had a nightmare.

"If I die...you will come."

In the confusion, this sentence was like a curse, engraved in his soul, like a Buddhist scripture, resounding over and over again. He didn't know who was saying it, but he only knew that it was vicissitudes of life and ancient.

He can hear it, and so can the moon god.

This bitch is really interesting. She must have been so noisy that she couldn't sleep. She sat up suddenly, cursed, fell down with a bang, and fainted again. What a sleeping posture!
Chapter completed!