un Xiaoyao, her face flushed.She opened her lips and said, "My Lady Divinity, you previously said that you wanted Yue Han to play the flute. I wonder if it's possible to continue now""Are you still in...Chapter 1079: The Power of Black Blood, the Tragic King Fufeng, Suppressing Quasi-Immortals with One Hand

A voice, cold and powerful, echoed across the heavens.

At this moment, no one refuted.

Su Hongyi and Shen Le naturally wouldn't retort.

Maharaja, too, had long since been won over by Jun Xiaoyao's performance.

As for Zhúyè and Yún Xiǎohēi.

Now we are like two trembling mice.g to Master, this is not good!"Tushan ChunChun, like a starving cat, pounced on Tushan WanWan.The two women were playfully wrestling, making a beautiful sight.However, many of the male prodigies prese...