completely dumbfounded.She covered her burning cheek with her hand, staring at Jun with disbelief.Jun brandished his sword, his face dark and grim, with a cold glint in his eyes."Sword-wielding young...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.of poignant beauty in her brokenness, like that of a shattered porcelain piece.This woman in white is Li Xianyao.It's just that at this moment, Li Xianyao's complexion has a strange paleness.Around th...