Heavenly Tang Brocad

At this moment, a young maid of twelve or thirteen years old ran over and "thud" knelt before Fang Xuanling. Her knees sank instantly into the inch-thick snow.,In each of the four corners of the grand hall were several braziers, their fires burning brightly, warming the room like spring.,He felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, his vision blurring. His heart screamed silently: God, can I die again。