C65 Occult Change

Shortly after noon, the sunlight started to turn cold again. There was a handkerchief in Qian Mu's hand which was stained with medicine, and he started to wipe it off bit by bit from the corner of his eye, while Yan Cang Feng was doing the same thing on the other side. Old Qi was staring at the direction of the forest, and in the cold winter's time