Your reputation is completely lost!

Yang Ling was facing such a situation at the moment.

If the golden name of Laoshan Neijiaguan disciples is really allowed to become the same as Xuanwu Palace, then Yang Ling's life will not be easy. If nothing else, Master Lin Wenlong's uncle will not be able to spare him!

Yang Ling's eyes turned, and he began to hatch a poisonous plan again.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the door.

Yang Ling's ears were terrifying. As soon as his ears moved, he could tell who was coming. He was originally as cold as ice, but a hint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

A woman came in.

This woman wears a dark red cheongsam, and her hair is tied into a lady's bun. She looks about twenty-eight years old, but is actually thirty-eight years old. This woman's face is beautiful and noble, her figure is plump, and her thighs are

She is tall and tall, and wearing this cheongsam on her body has a charm that drives men crazy.

As soon as she came in, she brought a scent of fragrance.

She is Yang Ling's aunt, Xiao Bingqing.

Xiao Bingqing elegantly held a jasper tray in her hand. On the tray was a cup of ice-cold Tremella lotus seed soup.

"Xiao Ling." Xiao Bingqing came to Yang Ling's side. When she spoke, her lips moved with an indescribable temptation. Her lips exuded the color of cherry, making people want to kiss her.
Chapter completed!