"I'm at the gate of his manor now. Please tell me how to open this thing. I'll pick you up right away..."

The voice of the little girl's excitement reverberates in her ears. Yunqing walks out of the villa with her mobile phone.

She stood in the dim light and looked around with a stiff face.

It's very cold, the cold wind in early winter with wet fog blowing on the face, with a piercing chill.

At her feet is the familiar Cloud City. Going south is the direction of the capital. Going north is her hometown haunted by dreams.

The north and the south are interlinked, but they are two completely opposite roads.

The cloud tilts in the eye rare to pass a silk to be at a loss.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the gray sky above her head. In her dark eyes, the sky was high and wide, and the stars and the moon were floating and sinking. Suddenly, she could see the ups and downs of fate.

The man is wearing a black windbreaker, thin and slender, standing in the cold wind, his face is slightly pale, just like a ink painting.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyebrows and eyes, showing his black eyes.

The next second, the man picked up a black umbrella from one side, held it in his hand, walked slowly towards the girl and put her under the umbrella.

Further away, more and more people in black are standing in the morning fog, with straight body and sharp eyes, showing the solemnity and dignity of j-talents.

Beiming night Xuan's vision from her bloodstained fingertips skimmed, breathing stagnation.

In a short time, the man's expression returned to calm, just like all the intimate husbands in the world. He touched her cold cheek with tenderness, comfort and encouragement. "Treasure, don't be afraid, I'll take you home."

Cloud tilt suddenly a Zheng.

The brain is like being hit heavily by a hammer, hit her nerve endings seem to admit, issued a scream.

A word awakens the dreamer!

Yun Qing didn't recognize and accept a fact until now.

From the moment she was born again in Yunqing, she became her.

Whether she wants to or not, Yunqing's life is her life.

She couldn't get away from it, she couldn't get away from it, there was no other way to choose except to face the difficulties.

Cloud tilted his head and looked at the man in front of him.

Her face was very white, and her eyes were misty with grievances, "... How is the capital?"

Clearly at this time, she is going home.

Beiming night Xuan laughed, extremely gentle bewitch, "the capital is my home, is also your home, our home is there, how can it be bad?"

Yun Qing's eyelashes trembled and asked, "can I kill and set fire in it?"

"Yes!" Without hesitation, the man coaxed his wronged baby with a smile. After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice and devoutly, "Qing Bao, everyone owes you..."

Including Beiming family.

Bo xiuyao and yunmiao, all the dead Bo family members, are heroes.

Those noble families who are eating the flesh and blood of the Bo family are greedy and selfish ghosts.

If they had not sneaked in, the Bo family would not have lost their power, yunmiao would not have been forced to leave the capital, and Yunqing would not have lost both his parents and died early.

When the first ray of warm sunshine shines on the body, Yunqing raises his head, and all the fragility and hesitation dissipate in an instant.

She took a few steps forward and looked at the direction of the capital. Her black eyes were filled with determination and strength, and the corners of her lips were cold. "Then I'll go to them and get back all the blood and debt that I owe you!"

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