Became.

However, Zhao Yun must have felt so uncomfortable when he still couldn't find the Buddha's land.

Now, Chu Wushuang's body has been destroyed again, which makes it even more painful!

The night is getting darker.

After taking one last look at Zhao Yun, everyone went back to their rooms.

The seemingly peaceful night was actually not peaceful, at least not at Qingyu Peak.

Reflecting the dim moonlight, the door of Mu Qinghan's attic opened, and she slowly walked out with her sword in hand.

There was something wrong with her tonight.

What's wrong?...The situation is wrong.

Her expression was dull and her eyes were empty, showing no trace of human emotion.

This form, no matter where you look at it, looks like a walking corpse.

Like the wind or a ghost, she used the wall-penetration technique and entered Zhao Yun's room.

Maybe she came quietly, maybe Zhao Yun was sleeping so deeply that he didn't even notice.
Chapter completed!