Nanming Yueye thought too much about revenge.
Every time she thought of the stolen Nanming Li Fire and her ruined coming-of-age ceremony, she couldn't sleep at night.
Finally finding the enemy, Nanming Yueye was somewhat excited.
"I'll deal with these things first and then talk to you." With these words, Nanming Yueye turned and left directly.
Mo Lin watched Nanming Yueye's back with a complicated mood.
Not knowing how to talk to Nanming Yueye about the Nanming Li Fire.
Say that it wasn't Mo Lin who stole the Nanming Li Fire?
There's always a feeling that even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't wash clean.
But always avoiding won't do either.
Watching Nanming Yueye's disappearing figure, Mo Lin decided to clarify everything next time they meet.
Mo Lin led Yun Xue'xue and others into Jinchuan.
A graceful silhouette stood in the corner, and she had been waiting there for a long time.
This woman was Yingying.
