C987 Except the Misty Pavilion

Zhang Xiaojian did not rush to go to the Light Peak, and after eating, he found a room to rest in.

Although he said he was resting, he could not fall asleep, Flame Divine Child, Zhang Xiaojian kept muttering this name.

Wang Shishi sat in the courtyard, quietly staring at the flowers and plants that filled the courtyard in a daze. In the blink of an eye, many years had passed