Murong Wanqing took off her dragon robe and put on a profane dress, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, not only showing her graceful figure at a glance, but even the skin that was like congealed fat could be clearly seen.

At this moment, she was the only one in the temple.

On the surface of the pond in front of you, there is a layer of water mist, which spreads, making the surrounding water mist around, like a fairyland.

Murong Wanqing walked towards the pool step by step.

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