shed 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...and bowed to the bloodstained border.Even hostile ancient emperors like Di Zi would have to yield in this situation.Seeing Jun Xiaoyao lead the toast, Scar Fourth Master's old eyes welled with deep sa...
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