Looking back on the past, Xincheng held his hand tightly, and the pain in his heart made him feel strongly disgusted with Tianyi, which made his body tremble a little.

A picture of her mother dying in front of her. . .

Singin's crying. . .

The sad expression of my father's beloved Wu Ying when he died. . .

This makes Xincheng's heart strange!

"Don't try to comfort me, you have never lost anything precious, what will you understand!"

The young man let out a scream, and Tianyi even frowned.

"Have I never lost it?"

When asked, Prudential did not speak, staring into the demon's eyes in front of...