When chatting with him, he didn't need anyone else to speak. He would talk non-stop and wouldn't be left in an awkward silence.
With one speaking and the other listening, time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, the sky had already turned dark.
Song qingxiao was multitasking. While listening to pinluo's words, she had already sensed the sound of someone entering the mansion.
There were a total of five auras, one of which was familiar. It was churong, who had brought a few people here in the evening.
As expected, a few minutes later, they heard footsteps approaching. Churong's voice was heard as well.
"Miss song."
In the dark night, a few flickering dim yellow lights slowly moved along the peach forest on both sides in the distance.
The yulun void realm was isolated from the world, and everything it ate and wore was primitive and backward.
