C1886 Wind and cloud stirred in all directions

Hearing Ling Xingyu's soft call from behind, Ling Yun, no, the once Holy-lighted Martial Saint's Divine Sense suddenly shook, he slowly turned around and looked at Ling Xingyu with his deep eyes. With just a glance, he could tell that this was his child from the feel of his bloodline.

Ling Yun only kept him in a state of clarity and did not lose his memories. Through him