"Ah this... Lord Bai is really too ruthless! Just left like that?"
"Down with men! How can you make a girl cry!"
"Warm-hearted men queue behind dogs! Honestly, I think Lord Bai did nothing wrong! This girl is too much of a saint! Bound to cause trouble sooner or later!"
Looking at the scene, the young Demon Sovereign resolutely abandoned Rong'er.
Everyone in the audience was having a heated discussion.
At this moment, the scene changed again.
The sunset dyed half the sky red.
In an old disciple dormitory.
A handsome young boy lay on the bed, with hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling.
You could see his brows furrowed as if something was on his mind.
This was the owner of the memory, the young Qingling Demon Sovereign.
"Hey? Senior Brother, why didn't you go for dinner?"
Several disciples walked in, looking at the boy on the bed with a smile.
