"Little Qingling, you said... you left something in the sacred land of the Hehuan Sect?"
Dark Queen Xiao Qingmiao lay on the Dream of Drifting Dreams, looking in astonishment at the handsome young man beside her with his mysterious ways.
"Yes."
Bai Feng nodded his head, also sitting over.
At this moment.
Looking at this elder sister, the Dark Queen, whose cheeks flushed with a seductive wine-red color, her pair of snow-white shapely legs, not inferior in curves to Jin Niang, elegantly crossed and stacked, lying defenselessly on the bed where he and three of his apprentices sat...
Bai Feng suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
He even felt the urge to drive a... oh, no, wrong, it should be the urge to drive a long luxury sports car.
"So, can you tell sister what you hid in the Four Symbols Extreme Palace?"
Xiao Qingmiao, with one hand resting on her head, lay elegantly, her beautiful eyes glancing sideways.
