frigid, a figure clad in black robes emerged from beside Gong Minglan, their voice a raspy whisper. 。"Interesting, a flamboyant outsider, I presume the young master would find it intriguing." 。"The...Chapter 1787 Ancestral Spirit Sacred Race, Bone Spirit Child, A Special Kind of Spiritual Lifeat's up"Jun Xiaoyao asked.He sensed that the black-armored woman before him was a quasi-emperor.And his aura was dark and profound, surely a quasi-emperor who had mastered the art of killing.Instead,...