C372 vitality

Seeing the hidden meaning that flashed past Ling Siyang's eyes, Tuoba Yuling cunningly sneered: "I can only choose one, my poor son."

Ling Siyang was silent for a long time, until Tuoba Yuling's last breath had left her body and her eyes started to blur.

Even at the last moment of his life, even if he wanted to do a good deed, he still had to leave others with a difficult problem