he had obtained.After all, they are servants.A middle-aged man in golden armor, his heart was sinking.He was a general of the Panwu Divine Dynasty. On the surface, he was Yang Pan's protector.But behi...But Mo Xiaoyu, seemed to have an intuition, she didn't step back.

Looking at the figure before me, clad in white robes and with white hair, wearing a mask.

For some reason, she just felt that he wouldn't hurt her.

"What is your name"

A pleasant male voice came, making it sound like he wouldn't be a bad person.

“I… I’m Mo Xiaoyu.”

"is a non-staff member of Emperor Court."d from sight.In the savage state of Yaoman, on the peak of a mountain shrouded in mist.Jun Xiaoyao and the figure of Shinra emerged.Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and the gravel and stones on the ground...