The sect master of the sage sect

Towards the palace.

In the side hall.

It was scorching hot.

On the cloud-like gauze curtain, overlapping shadows were reflected. Li lieyue's Black hair was scattered like satin, and his snow-white skin was even more beautiful.

At this moment, her eyes were half-closed, and her fair face was flushed.

Her cherry lips were slightly curved, glistening with water.

It made people involuntarily want to sink into it and get drunk.

After a long while, the hall gradually returned to silence.

At some point, li lieyue, who was forced to lean against the wall of the hall, panted slightly. As he reminisced about the experience just now, he was surprised."Destiny ... Curse power ..."

Glory sect also had a few methods to strip others of their destinies.

However, under normal circumstances, cultivators were not ghosts, so it was difficult for them to digest the fate of others.