Lord of Ten Thousand

A violent gust of wind struck the statue, causing it to explode in an instant. A surge of energy swept outwards, sending Li Yuan flying and crashing onto a rooftop at the edge of the street.,After a moment, Li Yuanjing sunk into deep contemplation, sensing the qi within her body. Her handsome face suddenly gained a few more points of anger, and a sharp scolding voice came from her mouth.,He gave a smile uglier than crying to an old woman in blue outside the room, and said, “Come on, Qingxin Butler.”。