"Is this...the blood of the gods?"
Long Chen's face suddenly changed drastically. Legend has it that in this world, the blood of gods will not fall into the mortal world, and Leng Yueyan, wearing a palace dress, has this blood.
"I remembered, you are that..." Long Chen suddenly screamed. He suddenly remembered that when he was in Xuantian Dao Sect, he had met a person who was exactly the same as Leng Yueyan when he was in the Demon Abyss.
"Shut up"
Leng Yueyan, wearing a palace dress, seemed to hate Long Chen very much, and wanted to bite Long Chen to death, and didn't even want to hear his voice.
"Long Chen, you're so angry that you won't apologize to others?" Leng Yueyan looked at Long Chen and smiled gently with a rare gentle smile.
"Ah, this sister, I'm so sorry. I recognized the wrong person. I know that an apology cannot calm your anger.
Otherwise...we are like this? You conquer me once like her. Even if we are even, I promise, I will never resist." Long Chen stretched out one hand and sweared.
"roll"
Leng Yueyan, wearing a long palace gown, had a blue face, her eyes almost spit out of fire, and squeezed out a powerful word from her teeth that could express her emotions.
Chapter completed!