C1078 He Left to Treat His Injuries.
Dongli Qingqing's beautiful figure rushed up the mountain peak, and looked ahead. A figure slowly landed, his back was slightly hunched, and his hair was white.
"Greetings, Master."
Dongli Qingqing bowed. The person who came was her master, who had descended from the original body.
"Are you together with that brat again?"
The old woman's sharp voice sounded
