Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Little brother Yunxiao?

What is this name, Jun Xiaoyao is speechless.

It feels very unaccustomed.

"Clan sister, I am not young anymore."

"Not small?"

Yun Ruoshui took a look at Jun Xiaoyao, and nodded his chin slightly, revealing a hint of meaning.

Jun Xiaoyao was even more speechless.

Yun Ruoshui looks like the kind of elegant and gentle woman from the south of the Yangtze River, holding an oiled paper umbrella, extremely elegant.

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