Walking barefoot alone in the heavenly palace.

A swirling cloud swirled beneath his feet, quietly wetting the brown Mai.

His eyes were deep, and his face was still full of beard, and he couldn't see a trace of expression.

Several immortals passed by, and they all saluted, nodded barefoot, and passed by them.

Walking alone to the southernmost part of the Heavenly Palace, few people came here, except for the immortal soldiers who came and went, basically no one paid attention to this place.

It's a pity that the immortal soldiers in charge of patrolling today have been arranged to guard the injured county lord.

Because of the battle in the Southern Wilderness, the power of the Heavenly Palace was greatly damaged, so when he asked the prince to defend the only remaining combat power, he did not put much effort into it.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the same......

Chapter Seventy-Four of "The Promotion of the Fairy Snail" The black cloth shoes are being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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