Seeing Xiaolan suddenly burst into tears, Chen Yixia seemed a bit awkward and flustered."Little Lan, I'm sorry…………"Chen Yinxia took out a tissue and handed it to Xiaolan."It's alright, I'm used to it…...At this moment, everyone in Yaosheng Valley was still reeling from the grief of Chen Ping's death.

The entire Yaoshending Valley was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere of oppression!

"Ling'er, I can feel it, Brother Chen Ping definitely hasn't died..."

On a mountaintop, Xiaoru persuaded Gu Ling'er. Zhu Zhisan, and also cultivate more masters...""My lord, as you command..."The black-copper robe spoke in a raspy voice.Soon, all the robed figures left, and only the one in black bronze remained in...