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Éditeur: Henyee Translations
"The screening tree is useless against me."
She was a talisman practitioner, alright? Even if it blocked her cultivation, she still had lots of talismans to use against Guan Zhaotang.
Who exactly was the naive one?
Mo Lian did not interfere from beginning to end. He merely stood on the side and looked at his Qiaoqiao's performance with a smile.
Qiao Mu's face did not show any expression as she looked at Guan Zhaotang.
"You're the one who gave the order to snatch the sacred water from the Holy Water Sect. You made the decision!"
Qiao Mu stared quietly at Guan Zhaotang with a chilliness in her eyes. It was just as if… if Guan Zhaotang admitted it, an abyss to hell would open up the next second, waiting to swallow him up.
Guan Zhaotang's heart jolted. He felt an unspeakable terror when the little lady's black eyes were staring at him.