A soft wind blew past the shriveled grass plains.0

The skies were dark and the clouds were like lead, hanging low in the sky. Li Huowang was feeling down too.0

After rushing for several days, he finally reached Qing Qiu. However, it was no longer the same one he knew.0

The emerald green grass plains were gone, replaced by yellowish dried grass that was barely clinging to life. It was even worse than he had expected.0

He was worried for Sun Baolu, but he had no time to address Qing Qiu’s situation because his own issues had yet to be resolved.0

Li Huowang urged his horse with the talisman towards...0