despite having a multitude of grievances, had nowhere to vent them.As the powerful words of the experts in Wan Mo Ling fell, Lu Ye, clad in blood qi, charged towards the female cultivator of the Holy...Half a month later, Lu Ye, dusty from his travels, appeared before a canyon. Compared to the previous hardship of riding a tiger on the road, he was undoubtedly more composed at this moment.

On the first day riding Tiger, he was tossed about so violently that he almost fell apart. The inside of his thighs were rubbed raw and bloody. That kind of state couldn't possibly allow for cultivation at all.

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She is a spirit, coming and going without a trace. Doing this makes it convenient for her, and on several occasions she has helped me avoid some hidden dangers in advance.

>> be verified by time, and it's not clear at the moment.Time seemed to speed up countless times. Scenes flashed before Lu Ye's eyes like a galloping horse, passing by in a blur. The chick grew up, tran...