C1700 The predicament of the Great Emperor Changsheng

Hall of Divine King.

On the branches of the moon, the hazy moonlight spilled out, shining on the lotus pond, falling on the willow tree.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, causing ripples.

"What's wrong with Xue Ji? Have you achieved a breakthrough? "

After thinking about it for a while, Great Emperor Changsheng put down his wine cup and spread out his consciousness to ask.

A moment later