Chapter 1848: South Dao, Northern Xuan Xiao Saint Lord, Guar

o Yao, one pot of wine and a wild joy ride down the river. With black hair flying and sleeves dancing freely, he is like a fairy drunk on alcohol.As his chant echoed, a wave of pride surged skyward, s... routine, the more dilapidated something was, the stronger it became.Emperor Haotitian wanted to collect the ancient artifact fragments; he must have had some deeper purpose behind it."Did you lie to...