Chapter 811: Conspiracy

white toes stepped onto the stone platform still damp with water, a layer of crimson gauze gently falling to the ground, rolling into a heap, contrasting beautifully with the pink-hued toes.One by one...idn't speak.Zhao Xuanji didn't speak, and they were like a group of dragons without a leader, becoming a loose collection of sand.And when Shangguan Zhao saw that he was about to be dragged away, and...