"La la."
"La la la!"
Ling Guang sat on a tree branch, her legs swinging below, humming continuously.
Although Deceitful Demon was fraught with peril, her mood was still delightful.
Ling Guang was an optimist. Ever since the enigmatic invasion, she had been this way, seemingly cheerful every day.
In her view, crying through the day is still a day spent, and smiling through the day is also a day spent.
Even if you cry your eyes blind, you can't return to the world before the invasion.
After a short while, Zhi Ming and Jian Bing arrived with the troops here.
Unlike Ling Guang, who was singing on the branch, although both women, Jian Bing's face was cold as ice.
"Ling Guang, if after entering the Deceitful Demon you dare act on your own again."
"I promise, I will chop off your wings and make them into Orleans chicken wings!" Jian Bing's voice was extremely cold.
Clearly, she was very displeased with Ling Guang's recent departure.
