The smile on Qingtong's lips was cold.
The girl's smile was wicked and enchanting.
Even though she was dressed in men's clothing, she was not the least inferior.
The aura she emitted completely broke through the disguise of the Qiongqi Hundred Transformations, making her ordinary and plain appearance stand out and be different.
The Great Uncle looked at the faintly raised smile on her lips, holding his severed right hand, and instantly shivered, almost breaking down into tears.
This aura of Qingtong seemed exactly like a seductive demon crawling out from Hell!
Full of wickedness and killing intent!
The Great Uncle only now realized what kind of existence he had provoked!
Just a Martial Arts Sect Realm!
Someone he could crush like an ant with a single finger!
Yet she forced him into such a wretched state!
