Spirit City, Angel Temple. Qian Renxue was currently here completing the seventh trial of the Angel God: drawing the Angel Sacred Sword.
"You really want to kill them, don't you?" "Just admit it! You hate them. They have taken the one you love from you. We should kill them." At this moment, ...
Films that could truly teach them about the underworld system and its rules, telling them this path could be taken—but what did they have to rely on to keep walking it?
When Feng Suge rushed over, he saw only white mist shrouding Peony Courtyard. Shangguan Zili, Gu Yue, and Meng Zhile stood there with blank expressions.
The sunset was lovely. Warm golden light enveloped everything, gilding even the hospital building and giving it a sense of peaceful, tranquil years.
Ji Shenyue had also believed that something would happen tonight, but after the night passed and she woke up, the room was still silent. Nothing had happened.
Like the demon formations that had trapped Meng Zhile and Gu Yue, the bait meant to confuse her was also handsome men. However, they were not unfamiliar handsome men, but Mo Yan, Ouyang Shenggo, Ye Fengyi... and so on.
"Who are you people, to dare trespass into the territory of the Ouyang Clan and kill so many of my clansmen? How should this king entertain you?" Silver Wolf said coldly.
Shangguan Zili used a secret technique to summon the people she had sent into the demon realm as hidden sentries. Before long, those cultivators hidden within the demon realm arrived.
"Good! Not bad spirit. But I have a question for you now. What, are you in love?" Zhang Xiao's tone was somewhat unfriendly.
Emperor Tianqi was utterly confused. The White Tiger, which had survived on slaughter within the imperial clan, had