It is also a record that Shangyang Palace has never had before.

No one talks, no one moves, the air in the room is getting colder and colder and more and more suffocating. Some people are using huge ice cubes to squeeze the breathing space of people, and oppressing people with chest and lungs. There is nowhere to escape, the gray-clothed man leans forward and stands, and the full amount gradually sheds sweat.

The long-term Sun Wuji has been silent for a long time. There is no reaction. He said that the white magnolia flower with the words is suddenly and slowly, silently withered, and the green and full stems and leaves of the palm of his hand gradually fold an unbearable curvature.

"Snapped!"