C593 In a coma

In the desolate autumn, the snow had already melted. There was no longer a cold wind between the heaven and earth. Instead, the spring wind blew gently, turning the grass green, the wildflowers red, and bringing warmth to the world.

With a single glance, he was able to see tranquility and peace everywhere.

At this moment, in the sky above the cemetery ridge, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared