Extreme ecstasy. Beneath the white shaman was a pair of lovers.
The night was so deep.
It was already the third fragment of the night, and the Hanba was also standing by the window. His expression was extremely ugly, as if he could not fall asleep.
"Haven't you found it yet?"
"Reporting to the Prince, he hasn't died yet. I think his body fell into the river and was washed away. According to Young Noble Wushang, that Su Jinsi said he was dead. He should be dead, right?"
"Dead?"
"However, Hanba doesn't believe it either." Impossible, Ah Yu will not die so easily. Since he has already prepared himself to escape, then there must be a way out. "
He knew Murong Yu too well, how could the little fox die so easily?
"What you mean is, Murong Yu, he …"
Hanba also turned around to look at his attendant. He was not in a very good mood.
"Do you know who Murong Yu is?"