"They're all men, yet they have something for women?"
The Ice Silk Armor was soft and lightweight, and its size and shape clearly suitable for women. Lin Qingluo followed the sound and raised her eyebrows playfully.
"Maybe they wanted to give it to a woman they fancy."
Little Kingfisher guessed quietly, "They didn't even have the chance to give it to her before they lost their lives here."
Lin Qingluo's eyes darkened: "The Cultivation World is extremely cruel, more than a hundred times dangerous than the mortal realm. Is it right or wrong to let Brother Meng and the others get in touch with cultivation?"
"Everyone has their own fate."
Little Kingfisher didn't seem bothered at all: "Master brings them in, and their own cultivation depends on them. As for their future fortune, it's all up to their destiny."
"Hmm, don't think about it anymore."
Lin Qingluo only felt gloomy for a moment before quickly adjusting her mood: "Destiny is determined by heaven, just go with it."
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