"Here is..." Ning Qi felt as if he appeared in mid-air. From the perspective of looking down, he saw a vast expanse of whiteness. There was light snow falling in the sky. The snowflakes were spread on the ground, probably less than half a foot. There is a stone table, and each side sits

There was a figure, one of them was dressed in white, and his long black hair was only tied with a simple rope. When the snowflakes fell on him, they would automatically fall to the ground without any contamination.

For some reason, Ning Qi couldn't see his appearance. After trying for a while, Ning Qi focused on another figure.