C1997 Demon Cave

Everyone went to their own rooms to rest. It was likely that the magical beasts did not know for a moment that three of their High Priestesses had died.

Long Yan was in the living room on the first floor of the inn. Leaning on the side of the window, he looked at the moonlight outside the window.

The woman was the Yi Mengruo who trusted him the most, the one with the white triangle