Xuan Ling has always felt that it is miraculous that there is such a thing as cultivating immortals in modern times, and she is still participating in it, her whole body is full of fantasy, and she also bears a glorious surname Emperor. Zhao Ming feels that he and Xuan Ling are sinners Fate, evil fate can no longer be evil, but slowly, that girl's position in my heart is getting heavier and heavier, and he also bears the surname of Jun. Do you know, Dijun, Dijun, Dijun, Dijun In the back, so you have to listen to me all the time. Xuan Ling said domineeringly. Follow orders, my wife. Zhaoming looked at Xuan Ling and said dotingly.