C258 It's the tenderness with which you bow your head

The tavern Ying Bilian was staying was actually just a few streets away from his usual place. It was very close, and under the light of the setting sun, Ling Tianfei felt the wind blowing under his feet, wishing very much that he could turn into a blood demon amidst the blood-red light of the setting sun.

Ling Tianfei thought of his previous life's novel by the Great Hero Jin