"It's me, Junjun. It's me." Feng Wu threw herself into Jun Linyuan's arms and whispered in his ear.
The fire in the teenager's eyes gradually died down.
He seemed to have regained his senses.
He caressed her face. "Are you alright?"
Feng Wu nodded with tears in her eyes. "I'm fine. I'm fine."
The old master of the Firmament Palace was furious.
Jun Linyuan seemed normal now. If he didn't lose his mind, he would… The old master looked at the dead bodies on the ground.
They weren't just any dead bodies. They were all famous Spiritual Saints.
At that thought, she had no choice but to draw in her breath and fight back her rage.
The Dongsang Kingdom.
Night Owl was furious when he saw Jun Linyuan caressing Feng Wu's cheek.
Thump!
He jumped up, and the water curtain splashed all over the ground.
