C854 My Old Friend
In the snow mountain, Yeping held his blade and dodged. He kept chopping and chopping, stirring up the snow mist that filled the sky. The blade Qi was everywhere, giving off the feeling of a master.
His two bodyguards were also training. This was one of their family's secret strongholds.
This place was not a place that hid any big secrets, but a camp specially for Cold Essence cultivation