Hatred!

That is the flame of hatred.

"Zhao Chu, you shy turtle, how long are you going to hide?"

"Come out and fight!"

"Get out!"

"I, Zuo Chenluo, swear that if you dare not come out today, Xu Yunshuang will die. She has already planted the poison of my Yi Demon Palace!"

"The Pure Land of Painting can protect her for a while, but it cannot protect her for the rest of her life!"

"If you want to save Xu Yunshuang's life, get out!"

Zuo Chenluo's voice echoed in the sky and lingered for a long time.

…

puff!

In the pure landscape, Xu Yunshuang spurted out another mouthful of black blood.
Chapter completed!