At this moment, the two figures under the roof were staring at the roof in a daze.
"Clan Leader... with this situation, I'm afraid that Zi Qing's body will not be able to endure it." A black clothed lady spoke in a soft and moving voice. Her words were filled with respect and worry. The one who was worried was Zi Qing, who was on the roof. The one who was respectful was the man beside her.
This person was the mysterious woman beside Devil Clan Ziqing. She was also known as Aunt Lian's black-clothed woman.
The woman in black was naturally the chief of the Divine Mountain Clan, Ziqing's father. Seeing that his child was depressed and depressed all day long, this father's heart had long since been torn apart. Although cultivators were not fickle and worldly-wise, after all, the blood was c
