C556 The Death of the Northwest(4)

Sunn Cheng suddenly turned around and looked over. His body could not help but tremble. The figure that walked out from the smoke in the night sky was not Shenglan, but someone else!

Her long, icy-blue hair fluttered like a dazzling stream of light in the darkness. It was beautiful and incomparably cold!

The bronze ghost face, which had a metallic luster