Time flies.

Before you know it, a rouge-like sunset has shrouded the sky.

In the hundred-mile city that belongs to Red Lemon, it doesn't look as lively as it was at the beginning.

At the top of the Immortal Pavilion, Zhao Qing and his aunt Ningmei stood side by side, looking at the empty long street under their feet, and the jade building Qiongyu in the distance......

Their divine consciousness can only move within a hundred miles now, and beyond the range, they can't perceive anything, as if they are stuck in an abyssal valley - that is

Chapter 495 Hehe, poor is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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