Northern Border God

Jiang Ye, cloaked in the darkness of wind, stood like a steel blade before the dilapidated clinic, allowing withered leaves to fall upon his broad shoulders.,Looking at the photo of her child, Jiang Ye's heart ached. The guilt she felt was overwhelming.,The next moment, Zhou Ruoyun immediately stood up and pulled Mengmeng into her arms. With a wary face, she shouted,。