The Queen Mother of the West drifted down slowly.
Dong Wanggong wanted her to save Jiang Lu quickly, but for some reason, even though she was his own sister, facing those starry, vast eyes, he couldn't help but feel reverence. He dared not look her in the eye and averted his gaze.
The next moment, when he came back to his senses, he found it unbelievable. Was he actually afraid of his own sister?
If he felt this way, the Mysterious Lady was even less capable.
She knelt down on the spot, "Master, I won't secretly communicate with the mistress anymore!"
Fortunately, the Queen Mother of the West had already merged with Jin Yao's consciousness and her acceptance of Jiang Lu had no limits. At this point, she no longer cared about these matters.
"Let's save the person before we talk."
When she spoke, the voice that belonged both to the Queen Mother of the West and Jin Yao but was slightly different overlapped, making her voice even more grandiose and sacred.
