Suddenly, the tranquility burst into tears with joy.

Chen Yang's voice is more beautiful in her ears than any sounds of nature.

Ji Yun's three daughters are also very happy. They hate Chen Yang to the extreme, but now they are so looking forward to it. This is not even noticed by them.

At that time, Chen Yang kicked the door open.

Chen Yang, dressed in black, with a Xuanyuan sword and a long body of jade, appeared in the room in such a warm manner.

"You're not dead?" An incredible look flashed through the eyes of the Indian Moon Lama.

"How is this possible?" The Indian Moon Lama said,...