C1179 Are You That Little Fangirl

Yang Ling only made a slight sound of agreement. After he withdrew his gaze from him, he once again stared at Nangong Ruo'er's tombstone. There was still a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.

Nangong Ming didn't even dare to breathe loudly, but he was really curious why the famous Yang Ling would appear in his ancestral grave