C858 The Little Master Smilingly Beautiful

At the same time that Jiang Li and his group of four entered the hotel, a youth with a birthmark on his forehead walked out of the hotel with a faint smile. He turned into a nearby room, stuffed the letter into the cylinder tied to the leg of the white pigeon, and waved his hand.

Gugugu!

The white pigeons chirped as they flew in the direction of the Martial Saint Mountain