Slowly holding her small hand, she walked along the not very broad mountain road. After walking for a long time, she was tired and wanted to sleep. She had to walk with Lin Fenglin.

holding the sleeping Sier in his arms, Lin Fenglin looked at the mountain road half way, didn't know where to guard the earth palace, didn't want to use his spiritual sense to probe, and could only continue to walk up the mountain.

the overlapping mountains are like some drunken old men who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. They have never had a dream to wake them up, and no one dares to...