oup of hypocritical moral guardians standing on a high horse makes Jun feel disgusted!"Shut up!"A cold snort echoed out, shaking the eight directions!Everyone felt suffocated, and some were even knock...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.d in his grasp.Perhaps it was the blessing of the Black Blood that fueled it.The Divine Weeping Spear, its surface flowing with purple and bloody demonic energy.The blade trembled slightly, radiating...