The Struggle for the Snow Throne Chapter 37

When he opened his eyes again, Evelyn Su had been transferred to the plane of the ancient martial arts.

The light yellow gauze veil came into view, and the room was filled with a light fragrance. The gorgeous sunlight penetrated through the hollow carved windows and fell into the room to form a fine and mottled light spot.

She half-stretched herself up from the bed with some difficulty, her hands fluttered against her chest, which had been palpitated by this movement, and she gasped, and her soft black eyes filled with a layer of mist, and she looked more and more pitiful.

God, how did the seniors use this body to support the end of the plot _ (: 3) ∠) _

Evelyn Su lightly grasped the tent and leaned on the bed to wait for the sudden dizziness to pass, and could not help but sincerely admire the dedicated seniors.