Chapter 1811: The Optimistic Heavenly Saint Clan, Mu Xuan&ap

ent buildings.The weathered city walls, crumbling ancient temples.The dilapidated statue, as if whispering tales of past glories.But now, everything is gone.Here, nothing grows; it is utterly desolate... enchanting figure.His face was hazy, with an endless flow of Qi surrounding it.But faintly, one could see a ghostly face mask, seeming both to cry and smile, worn upon it.Add this rain of flowers fro...