of the cold iciness of a glacier. 。Almost at the same time, Xiang Qingcheng looked across to Luo Qing, who was like a moon spirit in a simple apricot-colored dress. 。While Luo Qing couldn't help but l..."Well then, let it be so." 。g a figure in their midst. This individual wore a black crown upon its head, sported crystalline-black bat wings, and seemed to be encased in a layer of black, leathery skin that accentuated its allur...