C2365 Please Grieve

Outside.

Yue Suwan ran like the wind and lightning all the way until she had run thirty thousand miles before she finally stopped. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and stood in the air, on the verge of collapsing.

Her face was deathly pale and she was extremely weak. She slowly descended and stopped at a small mountain, sat down cross-legged, and patted her storage bag