People came and went.
Zhao Wan'er seemed to be used to such days. She was lonely.
The first thing Lin Qingzhu did when she woke up was to go to the Jade Pure Hall. She did not delay for another day. Instead, she resolutely took on the heavy responsibility to help the world on behalf of the Violet Cloud Peak.
At this moment, in the Jade Pure Hall.
Bang…
A glass lamp was ruthlessly smashed into the hall. Meng Tianzheng shouted with incomparable anger, "Damn strange dregs, you actually dare to kill so many of my young disciples. If I don't take revenge, I won't be human."
Hearing the murderous roar of the Sect Master on the stage, Lin Qingzhu walked into the hall with doubts.
The hall was very desolate. There were only a few peak masters and a few injured disciples.
