"The scenery here is amazing!"
Xia Hongyao stood on a leaf, shading her eyes with her hand, gazing into the distance.
In the distance was a sea of white clouds, with the horizon glowing with hints of golden light. It was hard to tell if it was the sunlight or the reflection from the Dragon Scale, but it was beautiful.
"It's a pity I can't take my camera out!"
Hua Yue Yu regretted, otherwise she could take some photos that wouldn't need editing, and could probably win several international photography awards.
"No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it's useless if you can't survive!"
The Gambling God had seen various miraculous and magnificent environments in God's ruins over the past ten-plus years and was immune by now. He was now like a cold, emotionless machine, with survival as the sole goal.
"It's kind of nice to be buried in a place like this after death!"
Hua Yue Yu said, then quickly spat twice.
Such words were too inauspicious.
