Chaos*******

The plot is compact, good work Jian Wushuang turned around. Tianya didn't know when she was standing three steps behind him. She had changed into ordinary moon-white plain gauze clothes, but her figure was still pure. Her long black hair was only tied up with a white jade hairpin, and her face was covered with a white magnolia ice sculpture mask as thin as cicada wings, covering her peerless appearance that could turn all living beings upside down. Even so, her aura of being carved out of ice and isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world still made her stand out among the crowd, attracting passers-by's attention. Bingpo's spiritual eyes peered through the mask at the ancient seal of "Tai Xuan" on the huge plaque on the city gate, and his voice showed no fluctuation: "Hanpo Dao Fei's abnormal movements need to be warmed and smoothed by this thing. Along the way."