Frost landed on the silver-blue grass, and one by one, the silver-blue grass suddenly lit up, like sparks of light. Each blade of silver-blue grass instantly turned into a dazzling blue. 。"I'm going home too, Xie Xian and I are on the way..." 。Xu Dao is..." 。" Wow, this thing even has a recording function. Then, Wu Changkong disappeared. The wind blew through the leaves, carrying a hint of autumnal melancholy. "Master Wu, where are you Where'...