My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

A month later, Xiaoshan Col.

The west hanging sun dyed the ground golden.

A black shadow swept across the golden ground.

In the sky, Chen Mu sat cross-legged on Feiyuan, grabbing the link connecting the wings in front of him with both hands.

The body deflected slightly to the right, and the flying kite suddenly drew a beautiful arc, like a real falcon, and the direction change was realized naturally.

He hovered over the small mountain for more than ten minutes, until he heard from the center of his eyebrows.

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