"The Cold and Enchanting Fairy, who never partook in the smoke and fire of the mortal world, has ultimately succumbed to the mire of the Red Dust under the pressure of the Emperor's Bloodline, tsk tsk!"
Xue Yutong, a sultry beauty with a broad mind and hot figure, scanned the battle in the hall with her Divine Sense, her lips curling up to reveal charming white dimples.
She and Dongfang Zilan are from the same generation.
The two are acquaintances spanning tens of thousands of years.
Dongfang Zilan used to always have a demeanor as cold as ice, with an expression that kept strangers at bay.
At this moment, her red lips opened and closed like a fish gasping for air, truly amusing!
"Not only has she fallen into the mire of the Red Dust, it's more like the mire has covered her whole body, calling it tragic wouldn't suffice!"
Xue Qianxue smiled, being one of the four nominees from the Blood Family this time.
"The pot calling the kettle black!"
