C162 Immeasurable Mountain

"Not yet, please come in."

Mo Yi looked at the door strangely and said faintly.

"Mr. Mo, Qingluo is very polite." Lee Qingluo pushed the door open and entered. Her knees slightly bent as she bowed.

"Qingluo must be joking. What business do you have with me?"

Mo Yi smiled and sat on a chair by the side and asked faintly.

"Mr. Mo, that skill really makes people immortal