C345 Ice

The world of ice was suddenly enveloped by warmth. It looked like spring and summer, and everything around them looked brand new. The translucent ice coffin had disappeared from the high platform, and in the same direction was a two-story wooden attic. Fang Zheng was standing under the peach tree, and there was a faint aura of life inside.

The wider surroundings were the bluestone mountain pass