"it's like a dream." Zhang Liang said with a faint smile, the remaining light from the corner of his eyes has swept the old castle and stayed here for nearly 24 hours. What happened here is really like a dream. It seems that everything here can only be explained by dreams. The strong ghost has disappeared? By whom? So the powerful ghosts, even the powerful Deng Xiao, can't resist. It doesn't matter who killed the ghosts. It's important that they are still alive.

I don't know when the blizzard outside the door has ended, leaving only a thick layer of white snow. The sun comes out from the clouds to...