ople, and consequently be feared and resented.He let out a heavy sigh, his face filled with bitterness. What had to come, eventually came!What is thisAt the end of every month, when there's nothing..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

>>suddenly appeared. This small tree was clearly condensed from spiritual power, with a low crown and lush foliage.The little trees looked lush and vibrant, yet they gave off an extremely eerie feeling....