"Where are you, Yin Luo?" Mo Yan muttered to himself gloomily. He could not help but slowly close his eyes. He had been thinking about so many things earlier and felt a little sleepy.
"i***t, you are still the same as before. Once you have trouble, you can sleep." Not long after Mo Yan fell asleep, a golden figure appeared behind Mo Yan. The person smiled and spoke, but covered Mo Yan with a blanket naturally.
"Since you've been accompanying him, why don't you show yourself?" Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him. He turned around alertly, picked up a twig, and thrust it toward the other shore like a sword! The twig did not dodge, and only reached out his hand when the twig was in front of him. The petals suddenly fell to the ground, across the falling petals, vaguely visible the s
