"Of course I'll become an immortal. Ink Yang interrupted Ling Xiao's self-talk, looking at her with a serious look and a hint of inexplicable emotion.

She stood on tiptoe on the railing lightly, the cold moonlight sprinkled on her face, and her white porcelain-like skin was plated with a layer of silver-white halo, beautiful like a fairy in the Moon Palace.

Ink Yang knew that he liked Master.

Ling Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at Ink Yang's eyes, and his smile gradually grew

Chapter Seventy-Three of "Sword Out of the Sky" There is sugar and a knife in the hand, please wait a moment,

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