At this moment.
The silent Luoyan Mountains were nearing dusk.
A evening breeze brushed against their faces, and a chill gradually set in, yet it was still nothing compared to the freezing cold in Jian Wuming's heart.
Looking at the girl in the red dress standing proudly atop the dragon's head, her posture as sharp as a drawn sword, Jian Wuming's expression twisted in ugliness with every passing second.
"Sect Master Wuming."
"Why won't you answer my question?"
Luo Mingyue asked softly.
Chapter 86