e sent a gust of fierce wind whistling toward Mu Qingyue, lashing out fiercely. The long gray whip shadow sliced through the air."Uh"Li Po's whipping motion stopped, the iron shadow whip froze in mid-...e wind is light and the clouds are faint.If it were the him of old, he would surely be angry and unwilling to accept this. But now Wang Xuan faces this calmly.Princess of HeavenOnce upon a time, Wang...