aid.No matter what, he needs to make a promise.Jiang Shengyi's beautiful eyes were misty, her flawless face as white as snow, with tears streaming down like pear blossoms in the rain. Those were tears...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.e imperial harem.However, Li Feiy yan at that time was also reserved and did not agree.Even after becoming the heir to the Red Dust Emperor, she still entrusted the management of the Red Dust Auction...