Cough, cough!
Just as Dong Xiaowan finished speaking, Dong Miaozhen, who was next to her, suddenly let out two light coughs and kindly reminded her, "Xiaowan, Kong Lang and the others have walked away, you should hurry and follow."
"Yes, sister Miaozhen, I'm on my way."
Dong Xiaowan hastily bowed to Dong Miaozhen, and before she left, her beautiful eyes filled with a look of grievance and longing as she took a deep glance at Zhao Sheng.
Alas, it seems another Reserve Weaver has developed a "mortal heart" towards him.
Who could blame them, when he was so outstanding! (Sword God Lin Yizhi smiled without saying a word.)
The Ten Thousand Dao Tower consisted of nine towers, filled with tens of thousands of "Dao Creations" by predecessors.
Just a cursory observation had taken Zhao Sheng and others an entire day.
The long night passed without words, and in the blink of an eye, it was the third day.