C431 The Fog

"Let's go."

After a while, Shuangyao gave her answer. Now that they were a bit far away from the other side, they couldn't just roll around on the ground.

Shuangyao could only flash over. In the end, she rolled over and touched the ice-cold mountain. It was slightly wet and had a special touch. It was definitely a moss that had been wet with cold dew. With a move of her hand