Jiang Luoli, who was initially sitting in the space cage with a worried look, perked up the moment she heard the gentle voice.
She turned around and saw the charming young man she had been longing for, day and night.
Dressed impeccably, with an aura of immortal radiance, his flawless and handsome face carried a hint of sigh and helplessness.
Who else could it be but Jun Xiaoyao.
"Brother Xiaoyao!"
Jiang Luoli froze for a moment and then came to her senses, suddenly calling out sweetly, her little face flushed with excitement.
Then, like a homing swallow, she pounced on Jun Xiaoyao.
Her fair and slender limbs wrapped tightly around Jun Xiaoyao like an octopus.
She seemed like a cute little accessory.
Jun Xiaoyao was speechless; if not for his robust Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, he might've been suffocated by Jiang Luoli's little arms and legs.
"Get down," Jun Xiaoyao sighed helplessly.
