Ancient people often entrusted their longing feelings to the bright moon.
Perhaps Earth Huaxia people all have such emotional attachments. Lin Mo gazed at the two bright moons in the sky, lost in thought, and involuntarily thought of his family at home, thought of Sima Zining, and that person whose smile touched his heart.
"I wonder how Meng Die is doing now?" Lin Mo sighed softly.
Xia Mengdie is now part of the Demon Clan camp, making it very difficult for Lin Mo to seek information or meet her. He wondered whether Xia Mengdie had also reached the Star Domain Battlefield, and if there was a chance to meet.
In the courtyard, there was a Stone Forest and three stone stools, two of which were already broken, with a corner of the Stone Forest also damaged.
Lin Mo sat on the stone stool and took out a wine pot and cups from the Space Ring, poured himself a glass, and as he drank, his longing feelings surged into his heart like a tide.
