C447 The Sword Is Called Nirvana

Wild House.

The outside was calm and quiet. The wind howled in the courtyard, and the dried leaves and stones on the ground were swept up. The trees swayed crazily, and there was a possibility of them breaking at any time. The sky was covered in dark clouds, and it was dark and gloomy. There was lightning and thunder rumbling in the sky. From afar, it looked like a world