C617 Mysterious sword cultivator

"Don't, don't leave me ?"

In the depths of the empty forest, Murong Ling was lying on top of a gigantic Fire Lotus's head. Her face was pale white, as if she was talking in her sleep.

It had been three days. No matter how many lotus seeds he had given Master, she still had no intention of waking up. Her injuries were getting worse and worse, and now she was talking nonsense