C1110 The Only Mystery of the River of Forgetfulness

For ages, green water flows.

Wangchuan River had never dried up since the ancient times. This was the end of life and the beginning of a new cycle of reincarnation.

Qin Ming and the other three stood on the shore and gazed at the sea of fog in front of them. It was still the same as before. The old man in the raincoat was still the same as before