C1029 The Battle of Destiny That Came Early

"Just what kind of flower is it that needs to devour its source to form?"

Kong Qing sat on the edge of the bed, his hands holding onto Chang Jiuyao's cold jade-like hands. After experiencing so much with Chang Jiuyao, Kong Qing finally realized that his restless heart could only calm down with this coldness.

He just quietly looked at Chang Jiuyao and smiled foolishly.

"Jiuyao