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.,It's all dad's fault, if he had named me Fang Shiling it would have been much better...,He felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, his vision blurring. His heart screamed silently: God, can I die again。