C1857 A golden silk handkerchief with a touch of the sword

whoosh whoosh whoosh ? *

Just as she was about to leave, the two of them flashed and flew to Mo Lin's side.

And Mo Lin had originally thought that with Dao Lord Heng Gu's ironclad personality, he might not even be able to handle this!

What he did not expect was that after the zither touched his chest, her face turned red, like a little girl with zero intelligence