Chapter 1247

and square meters of open grassland. Hundreds of flowers bloom on the grassland and butterflies dance in the air, resembling a paradise away from the world.Look up, you can't see the sky, only a hazy...ractically negligible!Yin Chuchu's face was cold and stern, not saying a word.>"Go!""Zhao Ping'an spoke softly, his long blade suddenly growing heavier, slipping from Ba Song's hands. "" cut his neck...