The magic wand will never be forgotten in this lifetime, it was the magic wand that Yun Sheng crafted for Gu Feng.
For a mage, the magic wand is life itself; as long as the magic wand exists, life continues.
The magic wand was left here, which means Gu Feng is in trouble!
Under the broken magic wand, there was also a line of words on the counter: Eastern Capital, awaiting your arrival.
Those words were left with finger strength, engraved three inches into the wood, exuding an aura of dominance.
Dugu Xiu, it was him, who captured Lingling and Gu Feng.
Yun Sheng bit her lip, staring at that line of words.
In the Eastern Capital Sky Prison.
The damp prison, a bright flame, and a man barely alive.
Gu Feng was hanging upside down, his face and body full of injuries.
In front of him, Dugu Xiu, surrounded by Iron Blood Guards, sat on a luxurious chair.
His hair like fire, eyes like a wolf.
Yet he still refused to submit, "Dugu Xiu, you despicable, shameless thing."
