C1579 On the Eve of the Great War

"Ru Yan!"

"Is that you?"

In the air above the floating city, Ye Ling had a bitter expression on his face when he heard the familiar voice, and he shouted loudly towards the sky.

That voice, was indeed Leng Ruyan's voice.

He, Ye Ling, could forget about everyone's voices, but he could not forget about Leng Ruyan.

Regardless if Leng Ruyan was the Holy Maiden Jiu Li