Chapter 702: Soap

of his breath made Zhao Qinglan feel ashamed even listening to it himself.The two of them lay on the soft bed, one above the other, entangled with each other. Although the space wasn't small, it was...ining the ground five steps away.The Great Liang Dragon Sparrow drooped, its sword tip slanted toward the ground. The blade, as clear and cold as ice jade, remained unstained by blood. Blood trickled...