"The sound..."
The square evening rain on the ground is frowning more and more tightly! He heard the white clothed cultivator in the air say a few words in succession, and the more he listened to his voice, the more familiar he felt. This voice is very similar to Xia Yan's voice. Although it has not been seen for several years, when Fang Muyu heard the sound, he naturally thought of Xia Yan, who said that light separated the world.
"It sounds like Xia Yan!" The clock Wuhua on one side nodded and said.
Although Zhong Wuhua has little contact with Xia Yan, he still has a deep memory of Xia Yan's voice, which cannot be forgotten in recent years.
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