Chapter Thirty-Five: Dying to Offer Incense, to Live for the

th a sullen face.But Qing Bajie lightly dodged, veering around him, and with a delighted face said: "Qinghua, are you here to greet me""Eight Branches!" Before the Azure Saintess could speak, Qing Qi..."Little Fruit nodded vigorously.Even those in the know, such as Qingbaji and Qingjiuyè, came to bid farewell to Qingqishù. Regardless of their previous relationship or opinions, no one dared to confro...