C344 Holy Sword Clear Feather
The Solitary Village was still the same as before. Smoke curled up from the chimneys, Qianmo traffic, and the smell of dogs and dogs. It was like a paradise. No matter how chaotic the outside world was, this place was still peaceful. Once he stepped into this place, Lee Shaoyu's mood would calm down.
Carrying the Black Ice Coffin on his shoulder, he walked on the familiar country road