C11 Aromatherapy

However, it seemed as if Treading on the snow was heading straight for Xinluo.

The steamed bun in front of the city gate was knocked to the ground. Stepping on the snow, it mercilessly raised its front hooves towards Xinluo!

The guard at the door shouted, "Princess!" and rushed over with a sword in his hand.

Xinluo lost her balance and fell backwards.

Shen Wushuang said quickly