Although the Unnatural Management Bureau didn't help reclaim the Cloud-swallowing Beast this time, they were still quite generous in preparing a moderately sized villa for the cultivators who came out of Immortal Island.
Half an hour ago
A woman in spotless white sat by the bed, looking up and down at Tong Qingyan who was sleeping on the bed, glanced out at the horizon, and muttered to herself, "Let me save this one? Looks just so-so, not even as good looking as I am."
No cultivation base, and quite plain-looking.
The person hadn't returned yet, and outside came the earth-shattering cries of the twin sisters, "Immortal Teacher, Immortal Master, we've been bullied by this low-quality imposter of the outside world."
"The little beast ruined our faces!"
Bai Wuyou, hearing her two noisy female disciples outside, quickly stood up from the bedside to straighten her slightly wrinkled white dress, and then reached out to rub her face, making her expression become calm and inscrutable.
