That's right!
The bald beauty beside Chen Xiaobei was none other than the heaven's chosen saintess of three saints temple, Yun fanqing!
"Childe Chen ... I'm a monk! Please mind your words ..."
Yun fanqing's face had been cold and serious, but Chen Xiaobei's words made her blush. Her eyes flickered, and she looked very shy.
"Hmph! Once you see a nun, you will lose any bet!"
On the other side, the white-haired young man snorted in disdain. His voice was hoarse and gloomy, revealing a sense of vicissitude that did not match his appearance.
That's right!
This guy was the owner of the blood-sky sword! He was the master of the demonic religion a million years ago! A super genius with four different bloodlines! The Blood Moon Swordmaster!
"Blood Moon! I've been looking for you ever since you escaped from the seal. Today, I've finally found you!"
