chapter 168 Eighteen Meridians of Western Xinjiang, Lihua Palace of Southern Territory

In the past few months, Beale often played chess and drank tea with Changsun Fengye without losing a single game.

Later, I would meditate with my eyes closed in the Accord.

The journey was relatively smooth. Occasionally, I encountered some robbers wandering deep in the starry sky. After seeing the warships in the Piaomiao Palace, they chose to retreat and did not dare to rob them.

Two years later, the warship passed through the chaotic star sea and headed straight...