If she keeps hesitating, if she doesn't step forward, Yangchuan is going to die.
But now it's too late. At this moment, she had already been ensnared by the ceremonial wine of Yang Tian's marriage proposal, left with no choice but to serve him like a servant!
In the mind of the "Red City Immortal," whenever unexpected ideas surfaced, Yangchuan seemed to have recovered, slowly opening his eyes. "What's going on?"
"Master, it's like this!"
Practicing bare and exposed, breaking Yangchuan's methods became a habit, yet still, there was no immediate landfall to kneel on. Hong Mingfu said, "Before my death, in order to buy time, I thoroughly sealed half of the Blackstone Star for a period. So, the wolf days were absent. However, this kind of seal only lasts for a day. But every day now, Ma Dayi can anticipate death. You'll know when you will die. How should we deal with this?"
Hearing this, the uncle beside him immediately changed his expression!
