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.,Ten years ago, Jiang Ye lived in the Jiang family, one of the three great families in Yan City.,Zhou Ruoyun raised her head and looked at Jiang Ye. Suddenly, her emotions went out of control.。