C156 Dreaming of the West Continent 5

In the darkness of the night, someone stepped on the moon as they approached.

He was dressed in silver, and his hair was long enough to reach his waist.

He was wearing dark blue silk. Even though it was an extremely obscure color, it still felt vivid on his body.

The flesh of ice and bones of jade inevitably carried a trace of coldness. Long eyebrows slanted into the air