C235 Pressure to Move the Sky

The Demon Mountain was washed with traces of demonic aura. In contrast to the current desolate feeling, it bound one's soul and could not help but flicker and throb.

At this moment, Lin Yi was like a bird with its wings folded. She slowly descended, a desolate scene that made one unable to refrain from feeling sorrowful and powerless.

Since ancient times, beauties have had their lives ruined