C197 Red House Division

Under the ancient tree and outside the pavilion, the starry sky seemed to be within reach, and it was unknown where the mist shrouding the cliffs had gone to.

When the sun rose, Mo Li found that not only was he unable to sense the ruthless clarity in his soul, he did not feel the slightest bit of fatigue.

Mo Li returned to the Sacred Hand Hall feeling refreshed and refreshed. Just as he entered