Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Xuanmen's Expedition

ownwards. Lu Ye's waist-worn scabbard flashed with a stream of light, circling lightly around the waist of the Wan Mo Ling cultivator before returning, bringing back a storage bag.Murder, robbery, all...Lü Yè still remembered the first time he encountered Amber. When their eyes met, her amber irises caused him to be momentarily dazed.

After the incident with the amber, things were pretty normal until now.

"I'm not sure," Yiy said after a moment of thought. She turned her head and asked, "Huǒbǎ, can you do magic"

Amber let out a cry.

"It said it wouldn't," Yīyī then replied.

Lü Yè twitched the corner of his mouth. To this day, he still didn't understand how Yīyī communicated with amber. How could she judge the other party's meaning through its voice It was truly magical.look together"Bai Lu's expression darkened, "You forgot My clan has a curse poison within us. Without the isolation of Wan Xiang Hai, we would instantly die. I can't go outside.""That's alright, I'll...