C2005 Floating Curve

"Why, are you sure you want to compete?"

Madam Huangfu was astonished.

"No, it's a concert."

Huangfu Changle shook her head.

"He's an admirable man."

However, as Huangfu Changle's voice fell, a holy light blossomed on the stage below.

Everyone looked over, only to realize that Ling Tian's zither music was no longer a water screen.

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