She was careless, thinking there were only these two men in black, not expecting a third one!
"Dare to bully my master, courting death!" In the Heaven-Reaching Tower, Tianshuo snorted angrily and was about to make a move when suddenly a white figure descended from the sky. The radiant sword light scattered everywhere, transforming into countless streaks of white light dancing in the sky, instantly shattering the palm shadows, dissipating like water in the air.
Mu Qianyue looked at the man who appeared like a god, feeling a surge of joy in her heart, "Nalan..."
Nalan Jing shielded her behind him, his purple eyes sharp and deep, staring at the black shadow flying ahead.
"I didn't expect you to have such a master by your side." The newcomer was enveloped in a black robe, gaze gloomy, voice sharp and piercing, with an air of age, very eerie, but his aura was incredibly overwhelming, giving Mu Qianyue a suffocating feeling of a mountain pressing down.
