C161 Post Spring Cuirass

Shizheng of Tibetan Scriptures: Repeated Progress to 51

The vast river was vast and boundless. The gentle breeze ruffled the river water, making it sparkle under the moonlight.

Zhang Danian felt slightly cold and could not help but tighten his clothes. He looked over and saw a small boat in the middle of the river. The small boat was swaying casually above the vast river like a fallen leaf