Pale lightning lit up the night sky.

Xia Zhi's cold and extremely calm voice spread throughout the Imperial Soldier Mountain.

The storm got messier and messier.

In the midst of the storm, Summer Solstice is finally no longer the carefree little woman who raises flowers and plants.

At this moment, as she stood in front of Li Tianlan, her entire body exuded a strong and biting elegance, subdued, but extremely dignified.

Li Tianlan looked at her for a long ...