C69 The Fighting Spirit Was Strong the Battle Between the Two of Them Was at Its Peak

Ling Lexian held the white fan in his hand and wore a white robe. His handsome face coupled with the gentle expression in his eyes caused a smile to appear on the corner of his mouth. He was indeed a young female assassin.

"Fellow Daoists." Ling Lexian cupped his hands and bowed. He had the demeanor of a great family.

"Fellow Daoist Ling." Zhou Hao returned the greeting