the sword in Ziqian's hand was only three inches away from her heart, she was still in a daze.is not to cut through a door and face each other with life and deathYellow smoke and dust, after all, is...e feet. On the periphery of the purple and gold palace stood purple pillars and flickering inscriptions on the walls.as soon as Zhang Ruochen stepped into the Feitian Pavilion, he felt an invisible pr...