as flying and suddenly turned around sharply in an amazingly quick response. A bow

id that Weilian had been slack in cultivation these years, but apparently, it's not true. Instea

was a black smoke-liked wall. Ronghua would not consider it as true smoke because she knew

ly. The Cage would not be solid in the daytime, yet it was evening

nough for Ronghua to build an ice wall to hold Weilian for a little while. She wielded her sword with all her efforts during this time and made a tiny crack on one side of the Cag

ed painfully, watching Weilian catching up again. He stood ahead of her, fixing his

ling. This was the rope transformed from part of Weilian's noumenon. The harder you tr

e you fallen for me?" After saying that, she observed hi

te with the King of Death when he's in a f

crag her. Ronghua's hands were tied up, and she could not balanc

and throw you into the Ninth Hell of Demons? How do you think?"

and said, "If... if you killed me, you would... never see... see Lingran

loosed his hand a little. Ronghua tried har

et Lingran, but this woman had cheated him more than once. She manag

oosing her. Ronghua relaxed immediately when his hand left and reckoned how to get

ming. Do you think I would withdraw it?" Ronghua forced her mouth to a line. She succee

nd took a deep breath. "I will let you see her

t w

ou still want to see her? Even in this way?" She asked gingerly, so afraid that he would ask for more. This was the utmost of her cap

light ball in her hand and spread it around them. Soon the interior of the Cage was filled with the

Ronghua in a trance, and she said, "

ce and was surrounded by endless whiteness. He felt

et accidentally. It was said that the place was left by Lady Lingran, so Ronghua made it a container of a dreamland. The dark

ed. When he saw something unusual ahead,

assed through the tulle. Then he spied Pea

e to the unknown wind. He reached out for the petal. Ronghua

xcitement. A white and soft hand like a beautiful jade lift th

with a white and thin smoke-liked gauze. She had a skinny shoulder and a slim waist. Her skin was smooth like grease, and her breath

haped hair accessory. She's fragrant and tender, more beautiful than flowers. Her fingers were soft and delicate like shallot r

ing badly over a hundred million years, and now she wa

s you. You're finally here." He hugged her so tightly, fearing that

lian, even though nothing else had happene

nd here you are, it means you did not give me up. I know I am guilty, and I do not pray f