In the hall, Lingling looked at Danxuan lying on the ground. Her face was full of murderous breath. Her temper, like that of her sisters and sisters, was originally known to the big family. She was also the core disciple of Xuanling Zong. She was afraid to breathe even when she was seen. How had she ever suffered this kind of breath?

Now that Danxuan is unconscious, if you don't say anything, you'll have to cut down the sword at Danxuan!

However, seeing that the sword was about to split on Danxuan's neck, the cold wrist was suddenly grasped by another person, but it was her father, the owner of...