Fusang watched the two women with a gentle smile.
Her expression was kind.
The sinister laughing Jiang Ding suddenly stopped smiling, looked towards the Yueyin Ancient Emperor, and said with a smile, "Yueyin, watching TV at work, first warning."
"On the third time, there will be a penalty."
"Ah..."
The Yueyin Ancient Emperor's expression fell.
In front of Gong Caiyu, she acted cute and coquettish without any reservations, utilizing her charm for a critical hit, but in front of Qingyi Ancient Emperor, she behaved with great compliance.
"Undying Daoist,"
"it is indeed a pity..."
Jiang Ding once again cast his gaze towards the body of the Undying Ancient Emperor, reaching out his hand, lightly stirring within the Heavenly Dao, as if playing a zither in water, causing ripples that emitted a melodious sound.
Soon, a dense web of cause and effect emerged.
"What is this!"
