There was one standing in front of the coffin shop, the light in the alley was not too bright, and I could faintly see that it was a tall man, dressed in a black shirt, he looked down and pondered, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

It wasn't until he heard the footsteps of the two that he turned around, and when he looked up, he revealed a delicate face, which at first glance was seven or eight points familiar.

"Ling Jiang?"

"Dongfang Taiyi?"

The two spoke almost in unison, saying each other's names.

"You're coming to Chang'an?"

"You're coming to Chang'an?"

Next, the two of them also said exactly the same thing unexpectedly......

"The Long Fireworks in the World" Volume 3 Chang'an Rain Chapter 127 Nine Coffins are being hit in the hand, please wait a moment,

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