C252 True or False Naphtha

The cold wind swept the ground, and the weeds in the courtyard bent due to the wind. The Gongliancheng ignored the panic of Hongyue and her, as her gaze directly collided with the line of sight of the Nanrui.

Everything was silent. Other than the sound of the cold wind blowing past, there was only desolation in the surroundings. Gongliancheng looked at Nanrui