Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

her moves hidden up your sleeve that I don't know about"Zhaoxuanji said calmly, "Of course there are, but I hope you never see that day.""Haha.""As long as you can open the Moonlit Gate, Zhao Xuanji,...er skin as white as snow, delicate and smooth like a newly peeled egg.A faint, almost imperceptible fragrance wafted over. It wasn't overpowering, but it felt like an invisible hand teasing the wild b...