C388 Divine Power Has Formed the Thunder Tribulation
After smiling slightly, he did not say anything more. Although he was reluctant, he knew that it was time for him to leave, because Baili Mochou was already giving him meaningful looks.
Before he left, Yun Buhui recited a poem.
"Thrusting Snow Song."
Looking up, the autumn wind was like a snowy flower that was in full bloom.
The birds did not chirp, the fish sank in the pond