The nine tails wagged up and down behind her back, making her ordinary body look abnormally petite and thin. It also made her exude an indescribable temptation.
Demoness?
Zhou Shu snorted. Although Demon Queen Tushan looked weak and beautiful, anyone who treated her as a weak woman would be courting death.
"What do you think? My Kun Wu Saber isn't bad, is it?" Demon Queen Tushan's mouth didn't move, and her voice sounded in Zhou Shu's ear. "On account of you helping me dig out the Kun Wu Saber, I'll spare you one more time. Leave."
She waved her hand and ignored Zhou Shu. She looked smug as she sized up Kun Wu Saber in her hand.
Boom!
Zhou Shu didn't say anything. The lightning and the seven-colored vortex in the sky were still pouring down on him.
The weapon in his hand had gradually revealed its true form. It was a straight saber more than three feet long. Its entire body was snow-white, and its blade was as bright as snow.
