C277 Hundred Spirit Bird Incense

The heavy rain began to pour down on the ground and roar. The rain mixed with the wind blew Soong Ningyu's plain white clothes. In the night, her expression was so cold that she looked like an indifferent lotus demon filled with temptation. Ouyang Huo narrowed his eyes and looked at her cold expression and raised his eyebrows slightly.

If Soong Ningyu was in front of Gong Zilin