Chu Qingge, Feng Li, works

    

lence.The wind grew stronger, from a strong wind at first, gradually, it became a gale!The wind on the mountain was already strong, but now it raged even more wildly.Chu Qingge raised her hand, a silk...out another mouthful of blood.My heart has been aching, as if a knife is constantly carving it.The blood in my chest seemed endless, constantly seeping from the corner of my lips. This appearance, de...