The prey was a lame ibex, who darted across the hillside and disappeared into the dense undergrowth.,This is the theater building, called Zaxiantái. It's not outside Bai Zhang Cliff. He Lingchuan also came to his senses and subconsciously pressed his neck: "I'm fine.",The protagonist was quite skilled, and the audience below cheered with delight. He Lingchuan watched for a while, his gaze shifting to the wisps of light smoke rising from the incense burner, and he couldn't help but become lost in thought again.。