Chapter 136: The Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Xuanming Sect
At these words, a cold flash suddenly crossed Qin Qing's beautiful eyes. With a flick of her slender hand, the silver-white long spear in her grip pierced the air with a lightning-fast *shuuu* and shot straight into a mass of ghostly fog.
With a crisp *ding*, sparks scattered within the mist. Another streak of light flashed, and the spear flew back into Qin Qing's hand.
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