| 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.,“Understood,” Xu Zimo nodded and, accompanied by Zhang Chongtian, walked towards Qingshan Peak.。