ll naturally constantly consume his already meager strength. 。He suddenly thought of a word, to linger on. 。At that moment, his pupils suddenly contracted. 。Because, he saw a golden-bronze color. 。...She was still a woman, looking like she was in her twenties. A light gauze veil covered her face, and she wore a white dress. 。Her delicate figure was partially concealed by the white sand, and a pale hand reached out, pointing at Ye Xinglan's nape. 。Stars reappeared, appearing with pinpoint accuracy behind their own head. 。A crisp "ding" sound 。tepped by step to the present, becoming one of the top few figures in the world today, and even the master of the War God Temple. 。He has his persistence and glory, and even more so, immeasurable bril...