author:To know a word is to
state:serializing
brief introduction:
From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,He cast a slight glance at Zhang Fatty, who was raving mad.,This… I can hug. How come you, Seventh Uncle, can’t。