C830 Counting the Spoils

Time passed, and as rays of light pierced through the darkness, dawn arrived.

"Ugh…"

At this time, Ling Yunfan, who was lying on the stone pavilion, was blown by a gust of cold wind. He slowly woke up from his sleep. Before he could fully recover, he immediately smelled a familiar fragrance coming from his side. When he smelled this strange fragrance, he felt an inexplicable warmth beside him