C735 Return of the King

What a familiar voice. In the past two years, Lee Mengyao had dreamt of this voice countless times.

However, when he woke up from the dream, it was all in vain.

Now that she heard this voice again, Lee Mengyao couldn't even believe her own ears.

Hurriedly turning his head, he saw Si Lijing following behind a young man.

Her white robe was as white as snow, her long hair fluttered in the wind