C338 Ghost.

Lingxiao Pavilion Building.

Under the first ray of sunlight, Jian Wushuang kept the Falling Flower Divine Palm manual.

"Fall."

Jian Wushuang said one word.

One of the peonies bloomed in front of the window turned into a flower and flew out of the window.

During the latter half of the night, he continued to meditate on the petal that was withering