| classification:xianxia |
| author:A history of love be |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-31 09:01:12) |
White clouds drift on the peak, with mist swirling around.,Xu Zimo, clad in white, resembled freshly fallen snow. His hair danced with the cold wind, and his eyes were deep and boundless.,Xu Zimo felt a familiar breath from inside the bead. Suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something incredible.。