C950 Impulse to yuan(2)
At the south side of Eastern Wasteland City, two wooden houses, one big and one small, stood side by side.
In front of the small hut, Li Shijun stood quietly. The morning sun was shining down on her, causing her entire person to seem as if she was covered in a layer of faint radiance.
A light breeze blew past as Li Shijun's clothes fluttered
