lt;pgt;Tales of the

Yishu yuan's voice slowed down. He widened his eyes slightly, and his pupils dilated unconsciously, as if he were truly hallucinating, seeing a hazy light ahead.,But before his eyes was a forest interspersed with lingering snow. The setting sun illuminated the river valley, like an uninhabited desolate mountain and ancient forest, making Yi Shuyuan's heart colder than ice water.,So, a group of people waited quietly for a while, watching Yi Shumen struggling in despair over there. Seeing him getting weaker and weaker, even the one who had just spoken couldn't hold back any longer.。