ng.But when your own people die, there's still a bit of a lump in your throat.Chu Xiao's face was a little unsightly.He is still unable to contend with Jun Xiaoyao's power for now....can only rely on...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.er than Xia Hou Fengyun, the ancient young powerhouse from the Xia Hou Imperial Clan who had appeared at the Jixia Academy before.But at this moment, even Xiahou Fengyun stood here respectfully."Oh, s...