"At three o'clock in the afternoon, disaster arises from Xiao Qiang.
I saw you holding your sword and running away from Lingjian Mountain alone.
Anxiety is like a bereaved dog, panic is like a fish slipping through the net...
Everyone wants to kill you, including your most respected master,
and dearest senior brother. "
The beauty in red robe spoke word by word, with a majestic appearance.
This is a prophecy,
Or a curse?
A shocking conspiracy starts from this moment,
Shrouded Lin Ran tightly.
A budding rookie in the fairy world,
From then on, I was on the run,
An ink painting of misty rivers and lakes unfolds one after another.
As Lin Ran's experience and cultivation improved,
The shocking truth,
Gradually the water surfaced in his eyes...