"Sister Leng, you're all right!" "Sister, are you all right?"

Leng Bingyu and Shen Dun rushed up and raised the ice, while Yue Lingyue stood in the same place, his anger eased slightly, but his eyes were somewhat surprised to look at the middle-aged man on the tea table not far away. In fact, she was facing the direction of Danxuan, so he could vaguely see that middle-aged man with a bad beard did not know what to pop up. Let the cold stool be broken!

Who is he? Why did he save himself? Don't you know that cold ice is the elder sister of the cold family in Xuanling...