Qimeng, the place of the saint's inheritance.

Ling Chuxi's lips trembled slightly and she spat out two words in a low voice,""Senior Sister ..." Yes, the remnant will in front of her was her Senior Sister. Her master, qimeng, only had two disciples. One was her, and the other was her Senior Sister, Nangong Cheng!

Senior Sister? Senior Sister? Nangong ruxiao looked at Ling Chuxi and her ancestor in shock. He had not heard wrongly. Ling Chuxi had addressed his ancestor as Senior Sister!

"Long time no see, Chuxi. "I was insensible back then. I'm sorry ..." The figure in the dark green dress sighed faintly and apologetically.