C317 Grass skirt

Xu Qingmo and Yue Ling were standing at the foot of the Qiu Ming Shan's mountain in the morning mist.

When they finally came out of the mountain, the two of them had different emotions. Xu Qingmo was happy for the most part, but Yue Ling was a little disappointed.

Behind the two of them was the soulless blonde girl. The corpse of the black snake that she collected had disappeared