oly sword was her close weapon.If nurtured well in the future, it might grow alongside her, becoming a quasi-imperial weapon, or even an imperial weapon.Now seeing the Dragon-patterned Black Gold Holy...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.wever, the next moment, Kagura twisted her waist and directly sat on Jun Xiaoyao's lap.A pair of arms as smooth as jade held around Jun Xiaoyao's neck, and she exhaled like orchid fragrance, "Your Maj...