Jiang Ruo Lan, whose face was pale with worry, was overjoyed and immediately ran forward."Ling'er!" Jiang Ruolan stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Ling'er."Ling'er is still in danger." Fang Yu..."Qinyáo, I am your master's master... Your master's chief disciple is your teacher... If you do not save me, it would be a grave transgression!" Huādiē Zhenren's voice echoed from the dust. rate.Even before the black fire had fallen upon him, this temperature was already deadly enough!The woman's practiced defensive magic proved useless!In a short while, her clothes and even her hair ca...