C885 Kumarashi's Words

Behind an ordinary temple, in the meditation room, Leng Aoxue was holding her and Yang Qiu's child and sitting coldly by the side.

Jiumo Luoshen, the fat monk, had a bitter smile on his face as he stood in front of Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu's expression at this moment was really indescribably strange.

The corners of his eyes were twitching rapidly, and his eyebrows were almost standing up