C908 The Martial King Ranking set off

Night. The moonlight was bright and sparse, a light breeze blew against the Purple Bamboo Forest, and a light smile hung on the corner of Qing'er's mouth. She snuggled against Luo Yu's chest and sat on his thigh.

Luo Yu hugged Qing'er, and sat on the stone chair, telling him about the trip to dead valley