" yes, 30 years. it's like a dream. "
bai wushang raised his head and looked at the snow that was gradually stopping. his gaze was deep, nostalgic and emotional.
" my current achievements may not be bad, but what left a deeper impression on me was still the most ignorant youth i had since i started from nothing. "
"i wonder if there are any former fellow disciples of shanhai, yu liang, zhu qin, ye buzhan, xia wanlong, lan qian ..."
"where are they? are they still alive? who soared to the sky and who fell to the bottom of the pool?"
bai wushang was suddenly reminded of the scene. he looked at the black-haired woman beside him and revealed a trace of disappointment in the depths of his heart.
" da qian has just experienced the invasion of evil spirits. the red dragon emperor has passed away, and ji ranran has taken over the throne. "
" the world today is like a whirlpool in the deep sea. danger is everywhere. "
