Chapter 452: Fortune

they had agreed to his challenge without knowing anything, they would have probably killed all forty-three sects long ago. That would be the biggest joke in Wàn Mó Lǐng.On the platform, three Wanmo Ri..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

>>air danced in the wind, tickling his face...Hua Ci's chest pounded with a frantic, rapid heartbeat, like the intense drumming of war. Her head was buried in his embrace, as if only there could she fi...