Bai Yuan didn't speak, he couldn't quite understand Xia Liu.
Because this young man's expression was too serious, truer than diamond.
"Liu Xia, take care of yourself..."
Now his father was going against Song Jiang, all because of Xia Liu's words.
Song Jiang was after him, perhaps it was karma.
Too much hate!
"Indeed, facing a Qi Cultivation fifteenth-layer cultivator, my confidence isn't immense, but I will surely strive to help you."
Subdue the Song Family, level Xuan City!
Xia Liu had made up his mind, fate brought a meeting, acquaintance was the fruit, mutual help was the cause and effect.
Shoo!
As the folding fan closed, Xia Liu inserted it into his belt, and with dazzling posture, walked towards Song Jiang.
All eyes in the arena were focused on Xia Liu.
Seeing Xia Liu truly fearless, the kind-hearted Bai Man finally softened: "Liu Xia, hurry, run away! Or you'll die!"
