C157 He Went on a Blind Date

Deep within the northern desert, atop the main altar of the Ming Zong, Ling Ying was no longer cultivating. Instead, he was toying with the strange white bird that was resting on his fingertip, and the slip of paper that was placed on the white bird's leg was casually thrown to the ground by him. It was blown away by the wind and landed in the hands of a person.

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