C858 Blue Luan Sword

When the Eldest Senior Sister from the east side arrived, dressed in a fiery red dress, which was filled with strange flame flowers, looking lively and lively, Soong Qingluan's gaze was like water, clear as ice and jade, but her beautiful face revealed a trace of immaturity.

After all, she was only twenty-five.

Her long black hair was tied up and a strange golden hairpin was stuck on her head