C26 Heiming Valley

In a valley, mist suffused the air. Faintly, there was the dancing of fairies, and the sound of the zither could be heard.

"Screech!"

The cry of a crane shook the wilderness, directly piercing into the clouds!

"What an immortal qi image!" This is the He Ming Valley? He Ming Valley's He Ming Lake, He Ming Lake's He Ming Ting, He Ming Ting's He Ming Ting