Not long after Leng Lianyi walked down, a layer of extreme cold air wafted out in the long corridor.

He couldn't help rubbing his arms vigorously, and hurriedly put a heavy blanket on his body from the Qiankun bag.

"I'm glad I brought something to keep out the cold."

His cold teeth...

"Three Lives Immortal Road for the King" extra: The wind rises, and the blood-stained duckweed in the troubled world (one hundred and forty-eight) is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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