randished 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 fel...within the flames of Order Dao Fire, was inch by inch turning into ashes.But her gaze remained fixed on Jun Xiaoyao with deep affection.It's as if one wants to carve Jun Xiaoyao's face into the memory...