C103 Flower Pickers in the Winter(5)

At night, it was still the Wen Family's courtyard. In the winter, snowflakes began to fall like specks of snow. Wen Jinniang rubbed her arms, feeling goosebumps all over her body.

Yih Wushuang stood on the roof of the roof gracefully and threw out a smoke bomb. In an instant, the white smoke and the white snow blended together. It was as if half of the immortal realm had enveloped Yih Wushuang