C1670 The Moon Imperial Palace

Ten thousand meters in the air, three figures rode their swords forward. Clouds and mist rolled in front of them, and Lin Feng was silent.

Qiu Yuexin sat beside Lin Feng and held his palm, feeling a trace of warmth. She knew how much Lin Feng and Mengqing had experienced, and it was far from what she could compare with. This separation could not help but be sad