C1337 Accident Visitor!

Early morning.

Zheng Feiyue walked out of his room and found that it was snowing.

Snowflakes fell from the sky. A thick layer of snow accumulated on the roof of City Lord Mansion. Occasionally, a few petals would fall beside Zheng Feiyue. They fluttered gently like catkins.

Laughter and laughter filled the entire Sang Ghost City.

To cultivators, snow was nothing, but to ordinary people