C270 Cyan Bird People

He had a wine gourd at his waist, and leisurely walked on a hillside by himself. As he walked further and further south, the snowstorm became smaller and smaller, and when he arrived at the real border, Loong Yun could no longer see a complete snowy path, and it even allowed Loong Yun to feel a little bit of green vitality.

Loong Yun did not see any guards around the border