| classification:xianxia |
| author:A history of love be |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-31 09:01:12) |
Xu Zimo, clad in white, resembled freshly fallen snow. His hair danced with the cold wind, and his eyes were deep and boundless.,The bead was something he had obtained unintentionally in his past life. He didn't know its purpose yet, but it seemed to have a special ability to help tear through space.,“Young master, the deputy sect leader just sent someone to say that if you are free, please go to his place. He has something important to discuss with you,” Zhang Chongtian said respectfully.。