Misty GL

Lian Hui felt strange, and was about to smash the medicine soup, but saw Yi Shui's arm exposed from the cuff, covered with deep whip marks.

That day, Lian Hui drank the bowl of medicinal soup, and from that day on, it never stopped.

Until Yi Shui said in Shenxu Palace that it was a waste of Nine Turns Resurrection Pill to be used on her;

Until Yi Shui stuffed the day and night into her mouth;

Until Yi Shui handed over the poison again;

Lianhui refused to drink any more, and never again after that.

Yi Shui pursed her thin lips, her green eyes belonging to the snake tribe were slightly round;

She bowed her head and said nothing, but silently took a step aside, giving way to Lian Hui.

Lian left Wanshen Mountain without looking back.

On the top of Wanshen Mountain, in that majestic and proud Shenxu Palace, a slender figure stood silently looking at the scene in the mirror;

The mirror reflected Lian Hui's frivolous but firm footsteps, and the back of her resolute departure.

The fingertips lightly slid across the mirror, and complex emotions flashed in the slightly cold eyes.

"At the beginning, Lingluo took the risk for this day and night, and he did not hesitate to betray Shenxu Palace,

In the end, the palace lord actually gave Lianhui this day and night." Ao Xiu walked behind Xian'a and said.

"I said, don't let your tongue slip," Xian'a said coldly, "She is a protoss after all."

Ao Xiu bowed and saluted, "No one dares to disobey the order of the palace lord, Ao Xiu just thinks it's worthless for Lingluo."

Ao Xiu raised his eyes and glanced at Xian'a, "After all, Lingluo has served the Palace Master for hundreds of years, and he is also the most responsible left envoy of Wanshen Mountain."

Xian'a turned around, her cold eyes were like swords, and she said in a deep voice,

"I am the master of Wanshen Mountain. What I give you is yours. If I don't give it, you can't take it."

Her voice was cold, "Lingluo, you're too greedy."