C1113 End of the Game

"True Immortal Ye, I..."

Cold sweat trickled down Lin Qingyun's forehead. Even the way he addressed her had changed. It could be seen to what extent he was panicking.

On the other side, Nongge no longer had that aloof and arrogant expression. Even her slender hand that was holding Red Lotus's throat began to tremble.

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