Chapter 1752: Snowflakes fall all over the country.

Cold, deep into the bone marrow.

The warriors who surrounded Ye Qingyun just now have all turned into a cold corpse.

The spectator's heart trembled violently, and their eyes fell on the image of the city standing proudly in the empty sky.

The purple dress wraps the woman's perfect body.

Nevertheless, that cold feeling has not disappeared, but has become stronger and stronger.

She, like an iceberg, can never be resolved.

Who is this woman?

What does she have to do with the young man in white?

These are almost all the ideas of the people present.

The cold wind came and...