Bab 247: The cold venerable also went crazy (8)_1

Fu min, who had been thrown outside.

She slowly stood up, bent down, and patted her white clothes. Her red lips were slightly pursed, and her blue eyes looked at the palace behind her.

He turned around and left.

The figure was small, dragging his feet slowly, turning back every three steps, looking inexplicably pitiful.

'Bye-bye, what a beautiful house.' She was leaving.

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Chen Jue was in the hall.

He was still thinking about the meaning behind Fu min's actions when the scroll in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound as it hit the cold ground.

The man only glanced at it lightly and did not pick it up.

.. Forget it, I can't figure it out.

Where's that girl?

Frowning slightly, he pursed his cherry-colored lips and waved his hand. The image of Fu min appeared in front of his eyes.

In the barren mountains and snowy mountains.