be quiet. Xuanguhai was silent for a long time.

sighed at last, the voice said: "the God predicts that I will die. Do you still doubt the God? If I die, Wan Jialou can only be handed over to Xuan Ying. Will you take care of Xuanying's life? "

"landlord," Yuan Ye said sincerely on his face, "the matter of emotion is not a fixed number. I can only say responsibly that Xuan Ying and I may be together in the future. Maybe it's just a friend forever. But I will take care of her all the time, even if it is not the care of my husband and wife....