ng at a clown.He once again raised his hand, urging the divine elephant to subdue the prison strength.A pitch-black hell forge, pressing down directly from the heavens, like a furnace for refining god...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.understand what was going on.Is the one kneeling and kowtowing now, the same person as the former Purple Mansion Saintess who was aloof and superior"What...what's going on" Lin Feng was dumbfounded, c...