Almost at the same time, Sun Hao’s body, young and old in Sumeru’s tower, looked at Gao’s mouth with a faint open eye, as if to himself, saying, "It’s possible for anyone to get a glimpse of everything."
There was a trace of incomprehension and doubt in the statue’s eyes, and a sigh rang out in the ancient silent hall. "It’s been too long, and I can’t understand the future?" It’s better to go against the fate, but the king also wants to see who can ruin my good things. " Sun Hao,…