Su Zhaoxin, dressed in a white dress, is like a fairy, detached from the world.
She was already extremely beautiful, and now, coming here riding on the river of power from the Jiuxiao Palace, she had an even more otherworldly temperament.
She glanced indifferently at Helian Chonglou in the void, and then looked away.
"Why are you in there?"
The first person to speak was Su Wangyue.
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