C1757 Void Controlling Flower Dew

He was sitting in the clouds, surrounded by falling snow, dyeing his clothes white, and he was frozen into an ice sculpture in deep thought.

After a long time.

Meng Yu suddenly smiled bitterly. He couldn't think of a good name.

However, he didn't take it to heart. This was just a small matter. What was important wasn't the name, but the inner part.

It was like a person