Originally trapped in a spatial cage, with a frown on her face, Jiang Luoli perked up her twin ponytails upon hearing that warm voice.
She turned around and saw the handsome young man she had been longing for.
Dressed in white, with a celestial aura surrounding him, his flawless and extraordinary face bore a hint of sigh and helplessness.
It was none other than Jun Xiaoyao.
"Brother Xiaoyao!"
Jiang Luoli was momentarily stunned before snapping back to reality, suddenly calling out excitedly, her little face flushed with excitement.
Then, like a fledgling returning to its nest, she leaped into Jun Xiaoyao's arms.
Her delicate limbs, as soft as a young octopus, clung tightly to Jun Xiaoyao.
She resembled an adorable accessory.
Jun Xiaoyao was speechless; if it weren't for his formidable Ancient Sacred Body, he might have been suffocated by Jiang Luoli's small arms and legs.
"Get down," Jun Xiaoyao sighed helplessly.