The snowflakes were flying on the mountain, and Mr. Ziwei, who had white hair, stepped on the thick snow step by step, advancing towards the top of the mountain.

The cane on his hand was gone, and what remained unchanged on his waistcoat was the blooming crape myrtle ......

A white flower that blooms on a snow-capped mountain in myths and legends......

Mr. Ziwei, who is dressed in a black suit, stands out on the white ground.

"Young Master......"

In the sky above the Kuajiang Bridge in Mengdu, a figure floated like that, and the clouds in the sky were caught in her hands and changed shapes, and suddenly white arrows shot towards an unlicensed car driving on the bridge......

"Time is running out, to save......

"Life Money System" This World Has No Intention Chapter 115, Fengyun is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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