Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"Martial Emperor Chen, come down here for me! I'm going to kill you!" Pointing the sword at the black-clothed youth crouching on the pavilion, Mo Su Yun roared.,A white figure swept past them as if driven by gale winds. Everyone who attacked him fell to the ground in all directions. Apart from Leng Junhan and Miss Qian whom he protected, everyone else were knocked back five or six zhang away.,Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes, "Do you want me to personally go and explain things to Mosuiyun"。