Don't worry, my husband!

With that, Si Hong threw down the storage bag that he had just finished counting and left.

All the Li clansmen were stunned.

The SU clan of the pillow.

The ancestral land.

It was a tall and majestic Stone Mountain.

On the mountain, there were large and small, colorful rocks. Not a single blade of grass grew on it, and it was a magnificent sight.

On the mountainside, there were several stone houses.

In one of the stone houses, there was a curtain made of brocade felt and beads, and a curtain embroidered with shark lamps. The furnishings were luxurious and elegant. On the table, there was a small red mud furnace with a newly boiled spiritual spring.