After the Sect Ancestor Came Down from the Mountain, He Pretended to Be a Pig and Ate the Tiger

Strong woman, no cp As the Supreme Head of the Xuantian Sword Sect, Jiang Chi found out that the sect had been destroyed after retreating into seclusion. Traveling across the five realms in order to find the soul fragments of his disciples and rebuild the sect. Dressed in flamboyant red, he only loves gold jewelry. Even his natal sword is made of gold. Slapping green tea in the face, slapping white lotus flowers wildly, and educating his apprentices, Jiang Chian is busy and wants to show off. "In which world is my lovely disciple San Dianshui in?" Jiang Qian lazily leaned on the beauty's couch, holding his face in one hand and holding the letters reported by his disciples in the other. The transformed thousand-year-old tree demon helped her squeeze her shoulders: "His aura is too scattered, and I don't know clearly." "Ah..." Jiang Chi threw away the letter, "It's so annoying to establish and manage a sect!"