In a magnificent turbid immortal palace, the gray wall is cast by some kind of gold, and from time to time there are strange patterns, exuding a strange light, which looks a little weird.

At the top of the Xuan Palace, there is a Yonghua attic, lit with a few candles, and the dim candlelight swayes, illuminating the fairy in the room.

Through the window, the fairy looked at the dark endless deep space, and looked at the occasional falling streamer in amazement.

"Grass."

I don't know when, a soft call sounded, and I saw the blue sky fairy walking into the attic, with a beautiful face with a hint of pity.

The fairy looking at the deep sky didn't seem to hear her call, and still looked at the meteor-like streamer with concentration.

Her clear eyes were reflected

Chapter 230 of "The Last Remnant Immortal" The snail is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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