The war is over.

Late at night, Lin Hai Station.

Here is a sea of reckless forests far away from the Poison Dragon Mountains, green and quiet, with tinkling springs, and a beautiful one.

The monks went to the spring in turn to wash the blood stains.

At nightfall, the originally clear spring water was dyed slightly dark red, and from a distance, the dark red water surface was ethereal with a white and dull light mist, and the moonlight sprinkled down, but there was a poignant feeling of the ghost fox of the cold moon monk in the barren mountain.

Not far away, at the mouth of the mountain, a large valley lit up by a series of blazing bonfires, and in the secluded southeast corner, there was a simple tent.

Inside the tent, the faint candlelight was shining, and several figures were reflected on the tent.

"Killing the Top of the Green Clouds" Chapter 114 The promise is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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