"So you are from the Lingzong."

"No wonder..."

"I can't see through your cultivation."

"I'm so curious, what is your identity in Lingzong."

"How did you know Qingling?"

After talking to himself, Cang Luan finally remembered her sister.

Then he looked at the voice transmission horn in his palm again.

Because the voice transmission horn had just been taken by Di Lingxi, Cang Luan was a little laughing when she looked at the voice transmission horn.

He said to the voice transmission horn Cangluan: Qingling, what are you busy with?

At this moment, Mu Qingling had just rested in Cuiyu Pavilion and found that the voice transmission horn on her waist was lit.
Chapter completed!