Lord of Ten Thousand

Walking under the eaves, Li Yuan's lotus-patterned garment was soaked by the rain. The unrelenting wind still blew his black robe, causing it to rustle ominously.,After a moment, Li Yuanjing sunk into deep contemplation, sensing the qi within her body. Her handsome face suddenly gained a few more points of anger, and a sharp scolding voice came from her mouth.,The young man in blue robes who wanted to break out of the square was accepting jeers from behind like a surging tide, each one like a blade piercing his body, making his breathing come in short gasps.。