C1144 Sun Temple

Within the sea of clouds, Chen Fang was sitting on top of Qiao Ning's Golden Winged Primordial Spirit. Qiao Ning's expression had always been unsightly, but there was a hint of sadness in this. She had always worshipped the Emperor as if he was her idol. But what this idol had done in succession made her feel that she was too naive.

Before leaving the Imperial City