The First Cause of All Realms

Huhuhu~

Above the sky, the cold wind is like a knife.

"It really is him..."

The goshawk soared among the gusts of wind, sometimes fluttering its wings, sometimes swooping down, standing on top of it, and Yang prison could see far into the distance.

Under the sky's eyes slightly opened, from a distance of a hundred miles, he could still see the familiar Qi machine, even his clasped hands and the small pigtails fluttering in the wind behind his head.

Dry and thin.

Only with the naked eye, the person seems to be just another

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