C275 enchantment

Zhong Luan stood there quietly, his sleeves fluttering in the wind.

"Heavenly Master Fang, we meet again."

Fang Miaomiao's eyes shone with wisdom and stubbornness.

"Yes, we meet again, Mr. Zhong Luan."

Early on the day that Fang Miaomiao and Lu Zhinan entered the Swallow Mountain Range and met with the earthquake wave, Fang Miaomiao acutely noticed a grey shadow flash past in the sky