C369 Dropout Cultivation

The next morning, the dense fog in the mountain shrouded the entire area. There was only a distance of two meters between them and it was difficult to find the north and south within the vast expanse of whiteness.

In this gloomy morning, while Ling Yan was still asleep, under the bitter and smiling wave of Ling Zhonghan's hand, her delicate body gradually rose up into the thick morning mist