C2754 Guardian Son of Kowloon
White clothes, green gauze end, hazy ghostly figure, elegant and unrestrained up to this point, unforgettable and sad, relying on the dead wood of autumn, drunk dream into nothingness, still there.
When the white-robed Goddess's bright and clean jade back disappeared under Jiang Chen's gaze, he finally turned his head back in shock, as if he was in a dream. However