C257 Chapter 257

A little while later, the rainbow-colored snowfall had spread across nearly half the sky, shimmering in every direction—so beautiful it felt like a dream.

Even Tang Yao, who came from a far-off time and had seen plenty, was stunned by the sight. She heard Feng Mingmo say, “Every year during the winter hunt, this kind of scene shows up here. I haven’t seen it in two years