Chapter 65 The Strange Movement Of The Ice Cold Spirit Crystal!

“If only I could be this leisurely every day, how wonderful it would be!” After a few snowfish went down his gullet, Han Chen burped contentedly and couldn't help but sigh softly and mutter to himself. Obediently fell back, lying on his back on the grass, suddenly the tender grass on the grass was overwhelmed by Han Chen, his hands pillowed on the back of his head, his eyes lost in thought as he looked at the sky's ever-changing white clouds and azure blue sky.