"What can you tell?" Lu Wenshuang's cold voice sounded in Zhou Shu's ear.
With her personality, for her to ask this question, it was enough to see that she had reached her limit.
In other words, Lu Wenshuang didn't have much patience.
But no matter how patient someone was, they couldn't stand being in the wind on this mountain.
It had already been half a night. Zhou Shu was standing on the mountaintop, looking at something.
"I can't go back." Zhou Shu sighed.
"What do you mean?" Lu Wenshuang frowned.
"You don't understand." Zhou Shu shook his head.
Although the name was the same, Hangu Pass was not the same.
Just like this Great Qin, it wasn't related to the Great Qin in his memories at all.
This was not Earth.
Zhou Zu just lamented that he could never go back to Earth, and then he laughed.
