C1757

When Chu Yan returned, it was late October.

After that, he went into seclusion to refine the hands and arms of the Ghost Death Pavilion's Violet Palace Stage cultivator. By the time he had finished refining everything, it was already late in November.

Twenty days passed in the blink of an eye.

It was also Chu Yan's fault. Because his own fire of life was already so blazing