Xu Xiaoshou still did not understand how Dao Qiongcang had entered his lair.
If the Elder Dao the Flamboyant was like this, how bad could his sister, Dao Xuanji, be?
With this thought in mind, Xu Xiaoshou acted arrogantly after he woke up, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart.
Who would have thought that after a few words of provocation, the enemy would not be as difficult to deal with as he had imagined...
Surprisingly, it was even a little playful?
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realized that not all Divine Sorcerers were Dao Qiongcang, and not everyone was flawless.
Under the cover of her brother's dazzling light, Dao Xuanji became a dull existence, like a Wen Ting under the eight gods.
After she gained power, if she was unable to transcend, Dao Qiongcang would be her greatest weakness, her greatest heart demon.
Even Master Siren, who had a refined temperament, could shout, "Youtu, take my sword!"
