The night was deep, and Qin Ming looked back, thinking of returning.
Zhou Tian, with a burly physique and a smile on his face, patted his shoulder and said, "What are you thinking about?"
Niu Wuwei, dressed in a Taoist robe, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the renowned city ahead—Yaoguang, and said, "Sixth Brother, Big Sister sees you in a different light."
At this moment, Qin Ming wanted to know what kind of personality Meng Zhiyu had, in order to prepare in advance.
Images of past scenes flashed before his eyes.
The White Tiger Female Grandmaster had silver hair cascading down to her waist, skin as smooth as jade, a charming and wild beauty on her face, and her eyes held golden patterns.
The Dream Insect sealed in the Spiritual Ice Soul looked like a Fairy an inch tall, asleep, with nearly transparent wings adorned with shimmering star-like spots.
These are completely different species; do they really have a connection?
