Chapter 97: My Fiancé
Sword Qi, cold as frost and sharp as ice, skimmed past Qingmu’s forehead, slicing a deep, bottomless gash into the bluestone pavement behind him. The shards of stone that flew…
Sword Qi, cold as frost and sharp as ice, skimmed past Qingmu’s forehead, slicing a deep, bottomless gash into the bluestone pavement behind him. The shards of stone that flew…