C177 Qilin Fruit

Senior Brother Ling raised his head and his body trembled slightly. Then, he looked at the thin figure that had appeared out of nowhere.

He was dressed in white clothes and his clothes fluttered in the wind. He did not turn his head, but hearing the voice, he seemed to be young.

"Who are you?" He asked tentatively.

His gaze was also filled with vigilance. Other than the Martial Teaching Hall