ater. Brother XiaoYao, would you like to try it" Jiang LuoLi placed two cups of tea on the table 。Her little hands were clasped together, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. 。"You have a heart..."...Chapter 1079: The Power of Black Blood, the Tragic King Fufeng, Suppressing Quasi-Immortals with One Hand

A voice, cold and powerful, echoed across the heavens.

At this moment, no one refuted.

Su Hongyi and Shen Le naturally wouldn't retort.

Maharaja, too, had long since been won over by Jun Xiaoyao's performance.

As for Zhúyè and Yún Xiǎohēi.

Now we are like two trembling mice.es flawless and refined. Her delicate frame was graceful and elegant, resembling a fairy from the heavens.like a snow lotus standing proudly on the mountaintop, like an immortal flower blooming in the...