King of All Forms

Li Luo's figure, like a flying sparrow, darted forward to the burly youth's front. The wooden sword in his hand was drawn suddenly with the momentum of unsheathing, and in that instant, a gleam flashed by, piercing towards the burly youth's chest at lightning speed.,There were low, rumbling growls, barely audible, seeming to come from within the burly youth's body.,On the wall behind her, bathed in light and shadow, was inscribed the girl's name.。