The purple Elf race

Hu Qian 'er saw Li Tian's awkward expression and smiled. She said weakly,"

"It's not a bad thing that young master Li is interested in the coffin. After all, you saved Qian 'er's life. Now that the coffin has escaped, I'm afraid ping city will not be peaceful.“

Other than Hu Qian 'er's occasional coughing, there was only silence in the immortal abode. Li Tian stood with his hands behind his back and looked out the window at the falling snow. It was a vast expanse of white, and no one knew how many secrets it hid.

The sound of footsteps came from behind him, and elder Gao slowly walked to Li Tian's side. The two of them stood side by side.

"The snow is really heavy, what are your plans?“

Elder Gao glanced at Li Tian and turned to look at the old tree in the courtyard. It was green and tall, and it seemed to have never experienced winter.

Li Tian's dark eyes were like an abyss, unfathomable. He said softly,"