hand, lifting Yan Qingying up."Young Master…" Yan Qingying's eyes held a deep affection and longing.But she didn't show it.To be able to stay by Jun Xiaoyao's side and become his follower is already...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.shall not disturb you further. May the Son of God ascend the Imperial Road and become Emperor."Zhong Hui Zhizun slightly bowed his hand and vanished, not wanting to stay for even a breath.Looking at t...