Chapter 27

h a crash.She instinctively sidestepped."Bang—gurgle!" The enamel tea pot smashed hard against the door and then tumbled to the ground, rolling twice.Although Ning Yuan dodged the fate of having her h...s and water. A warm wind carries the scent of the fields.The air is humid yet gentle.The wind blew away the suffocating dust of past lives in Ning Yuan's heart, and she once again clearly realized tha...