mely cold and eerie feeling arose in his mind.That inky black blood, as if finding its host, corroded the multicolored holy dragon armor and sought to penetrate Jun Xiaoyao's body."This...is the Blood...ng."A blush crept onto Dai Ta Qingxuan's face."What on earth am I thinking about!"Although she was the pampered daughter of the Dantai Imperial Clan, her beauty could even ascend to the Monument of Di...