C275 The Dead Pond of the Sky Sect

At night, everyone fell asleep one after another, lying in the Sun Moon Shuttle with the vast starry sky as the blanket. Leng Ning was like a petite kitten, lying in Jun Ling's arms with her beautiful side profile under the moonlight. The desire to compete with a hundred flowers made the world seem to be eclipsed, and its curled eyelashes trembled slightly. Her body was only close to Jun Ling