| classification:xianxia |
| author:A history of love be |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-31 09:01:12) |
White clouds drift on the peak, with mist swirling around.,His figure stood slenderly at the edge of the precipice, the breeze whipping his white clothes into a rustling sound.,Xu Zimo knew that at this time, his father must have found him to talk about cultivation.。