C820 Blessed Qi

Ma Rongrong looked back at the dead Ling Zhu once more and kicked her leg unhappily, causing Ling Zhu to fall down weakly from her chair.

"Hmph, I told you to be smart and meddle in other people's business!"

Ma Rongrong walked forward, wanting to leave the fog.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the mist as he laughed heartily