"Why is the value game so stingy, at least..." Before Li Qianxia finished speaking, the plane shook violently again, and everyone's vision went black.
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"Changzhou, look at the wind birds on Zixu Mountain."
Li Changzhou opened his eyes.
He stood beside a pool in the mountains, with layers of mountains outside like waves upon the earth, each standing a thousand zhang tall, a full three thousand meters.
At the unseen horizon, dozens of enormous phantom images loomed, towering to the sky like giants or trees, or perhaps mountains from somewhere.
Retracting his gaze, he looked at the woman ahead of him.
She stood with her back to Li Changzhou, her slender figure leaning against a branch of a tree, so soft and thin that even a sparrow landing might bend it.
The woman leaned on it, and the branch only formed a slight arc.
