Mo Chengfeng noticed the gaze from the side and scolded coldly, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the Saintess before?"
"Your Demon Realm is not worthy of sitting with us!"
Lan Qi said unhappily.
His tone was filled with disdain.
These people from the Demon Realm should get lost.
"Whether you're worthy or not depends on your strength, not your mouth!"
Mo Ruyue shot a cold glance at Lan Qi.
His eyes were filled with contempt.
They thought that they were amazing just because they were from the Xuanling Immortal Sect, and their tails were stuck up to the sky.
Today, he would let her rub his spirit.
He even looked down on others. Who gave him face?
"Hahaha, is your Demon Realm worthy of strength?"
Lan Qi could not help but laugh. Hadn't the Demon Realm always been famous for being despicable and shameless?
How dare you talk about strength.
They were just some despicable and shameless people.
