ng beauty of the red spider lily.As for her face, it was concealed by a ghastly mask.The ghostly mask seemed to weep and laugh at the same time, as if mocking humanity while also mocking itself."Boss!...Lan Qingya was dumbfounded, 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 master, you hit me" Lan Qingya said incredulously.

Feeling her cheeks swelling gradually, Lan Qingya felt as if she were dreaming.ivion!"This is too terrifying, which saint's dharma body is this""Yes, this aura...it's impossible to be from a shackled saint. Could it be the aura of a perfect saint from ancient times"From all dire...