C167 Fist to fist

Walking out of the coffee shop, Ye Xiu drove back to the hospital. Yin Xuehua went down, and waved goodbye to Xia Qingtian. She was still as indifferent to the cold night cultivators as before. As for Xia Qingtian, he also needed to go home. She told Yin Xuailuo that she would come back tomorrow, so she could rest early. Yin Xueluo nodded with a smile