Dugu Xiu also saw the members of the Four Great Beast Clans approaching from the front; today he was on a mission from Hei Yao to receive the distinguished guests, but...
Despite the nearly a hundred people ahead, Dugu Xiu's gaze was instantly captured by a familiar silhouette.
For several years, his heart, as stagnant as dead water, suddenly began to beat violently at this moment, a feeling as if his heart was going to leap out.
Yun Sheng, that damned little vixen whom one loves and hates.
Dugu Xiu's gaze turned fervent at once.
In his eyes, there was no more Eight Desolate Beast Clan, no more Clan Leaders.
Only Yun Sheng.
Dugu Xiu had grasped Hu Linglong because he thought Hu Linglong bore some resemblance to Yun Sheng, but today, upon seeing Yun Sheng, he realized Yun Sheng was unique; even if someone wore her visage, they were ultimately not Yun Sheng.
Her face, her brows, and those two small dimples at the corners of her smiling mouth belonged solely to Yun Sheng.
