C289 If the heavens and the immortals die

In the bamboo house.

There was no wind.

Sun Yan and Zhu Qian were sitting straight in front of the door, and a feeling of satisfaction slowly spread throughout their bodies …

"You saved me once again." From time to time, Zhu Qian muttered softly.

"It's nothing. She waited a thousand years for us to arrive, so of course she has to be careful of us. However, if we really go a bit too far