C145 Back to Wangyou Valley

The cold wind whistled, but it was not as bone-chilling as a few days ago. It was early summer, but this place did not seem to have any reactions. It was as cold as spring. Dongfang Rui was actually not very interested in Xie Feiyan's short narration, but seeing that she really did not have any ill intentions, she felt a lot more at ease