In the Xuanmen Qingxiao Sect, the sun in Lianjianping in the back mountain made people's scalp numb. Even the spiritual grass beside the road was wilting and its leaves were drooping, and it was impossible to lift up the energy at all.
Zhou Yubai squatted under the old pine tree in the corner of Jianping, with his legs crossed, holding half a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake he had just sneaked from the dining hall in his hand, sipping it in small sips, and glancing towards the center of Jianping from time to time.
As the white-clothed figure stood there, the air in the entire sword training ground seemed to be frozen for three feet, and even the wind did not dare to get close to him.
Thank you Guzhou.
The existence that is respected and feared by thousands of disciples of Qingxiao Sect. He is recognized as the most ruthless person in the world of cultivation. He cultivates the ruthless way of cutting off emotions and thoughts. His cultivation is unfathomable. He holds the power to kill the disciples of the sect. His face is as cold as a thousand-year cold jade. He has nothing to do with such things as laughter in his life.
Zhou Yubai was his only disciple, and he was the famous "sect's shame" throughout Qingxiao Sect and even Xuanmen.
