C429 Spiritual Blood Pool
This person had done a favor to the Divine Desolate Hall, that was to say, a favor to Song Yun. Song Yun naturally could not act presumptuously.
He looked like an old man with a white beard and the demeanor of an immortal, this was the Eighth Elder. Song Yun respectfully clasped his hands together and slightly bowed, "Junior Song Yun greets the Eighth Elder."
"You are Song Yun? Not bad, not bad