C170 Mo Sha Xue Chou

In the quiet night, the two of them looked at the back of the boy who had left. They were both filled with anticipation. Nalan Cangqiong, who had his eyes turned, looked curiously at the man from the Fate Pavilion who was wearing a black robe beside him. He had never taken a step out of the door for thousands of years, but now, he was standing right in front of him