Quenching Body

Craftsman Sects, the top of a huge mountain surrounded by mountains.

Mason's face was dull and he looked around and looked at the endless white clouds, just like the whole world had turned white. The white was dazzling. This was the first time Mason stood on the top of such a high mountain and enjoyed such majestic scenery.

Daisy stood in front of Mason, his eyes were complicated, and he had no idea to appreciate the endless illusory but varied white clouds with Mason.

"Daisy, what are you thinking?" Mason looked at Daisy and his interest faded somewhat. Mason knew that Daisy had brought himself here. I'm afraid there was something else.

Daisy did not answer. His eyes were fixed on the floating white clouds ahead, as if thinking about something. Mason's face had converged and he was waiting for Daisy's answer seriously. However, Daisy seemed to have looked at Mason around him and remained silent.