C77 However the people of the people of the taoists are fickle

Xia Ying had thought that she was hallucinating, but that face was clearly Xue Minghuang's. Before he even had the time to laugh, she saw that expression in Xia Ying's eyes, and her heart was in excruciating pain for no reason. It was as if a fine needle had pierced through her body.

He seemed to have become thinner, but his eyebrows now had a more mature look