C345 Falling phoenix(part i)

It was cold, and endlessly cold. The blade of wind whistled past his ears as if he were in a dream.

The cold aura made Yi Qianyu curl up her body.

This feeling, this feeling, was so familiar yet also so unfamiliar. It had been many years since he had such a dream.

The King of Golden Lou represented power. His power and authority were as dazzling as a god's