C644 Moth against fire

"Spiritual Master Li, spare ?"

Swoosh.

After Murong Ling entered the Palace, this scene had already become common. Even though she knew that she was no match for Murong Ling, the allure of the heavenly materials still attracted countless of cultivators, even if it was moths flying into the fire, she did not hesitate.

Murong Ling was currently like the fragrant meat of Tang Xian