C183 Tea-grubbing

The current Leng Wuqing was the weakest, her body was soft and her forehead was perspiring continuously, her face was pale white, Leng Wuhuan immediately stepped forward to support him, "Sect Leader, how are you? Sect Leader, you need to rest now. You can't waste any more effort. "

Leng Wuhuan had never been able to bear to see Leng Wuqing being sad