raight to her delicate hips. 。Her beauty was ethereal, radiant with a captivating glow. Her brows were arched like distant mountains veiled in shadow, while her eyes held the essence of poetry, brimmi..."I want to go, become myself."

Li Xianyao's voice was calm.

"What do you mean...and what about before..."

She remembered when Jun Xiaoyao saved Li Xianyao in the ancestral land of the Li clan before.

Their strange conversation.

At that time, Dongfang Ao Yue was still a little unclear.

But now.

She had a hunch.

This guess of an answer, made Oriental Ao Yue's jade hand tighten.

“I’m sorry for not telling you this before, but…”

Li Xianyao told Dongfang Ao Yue the truth.

Dongfang Ao Yue, after hearing this, was stunned, her expression blank as if lost in thought.

So, you knew all along, but you…t-Slaying.The Blood-Stained Emperor Slayer, its sword aura intensified, becoming as radiant as the ancestor of ten thousand swords!"With blood as the lure, and life as the sacrifice, ten thousand swor...