She is so handsome (1)

Jiang huailu was lying in the grass.

"He's probably going to have a taste of what it's like to be struck by lightning," she said, holding her chin with both hands.

Evil. There was no evil on Wen ruzhu's body from the beginning.

There was no sign of evil at all.

the heavens and earth are boundless ... The Daoist had already started to chant. With every word he said, a gust of cold wind rose in the courtyard. The cold wind whirled in the courtyard, and the fallen leaves brushed past Wen ruzhu's face.

The peach wood sword in the Daoist's hand danced like thousands of wooden swords, and little consort Li's lips curled up slightly.

"Evil, hand over your life!"

The Daoist's eyes glowed as thick dark clouds appeared above the Wen family. A bolt of lightning from the dark clouds descended from the sky. The Daoist was now striking straight at Wen ruzhu.

The sword that carried the lightning light gave people goosebumps all over.