nder frame, like an unyielding iron wall, stood before its master.Her voice was still icy as she said, "Unless Red Clothes dies, no one... can disturb Young Master.""Haha, quite a loyal mother dog ind...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.ation, she could naturally sense that Jun Xiao Yao wasn't some elder from an older generation.So young, yet possessing the same combat prowess as Emperor Qin Taiyuan.This is far from ordinary."Who are...