C2212 Dream Winding

"I knew it!" Ping Xiumu took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with a look of shock.

The black-haired youth seemed to have some wrinkles on his body, but he was still in high spirits. His face was calm, as though he wasn't too affected.

And on the other side of the Tianshi Taoism, not all of them had ghastly pale faces