C1897 The Battle of Immortals and Demons

Qiu Shuihan was very dissatisfied with Sunn Qianxue's performance.

"Don't look so distressed. You and those girls can't see Ye Lingtian, so at least you can live."

"Where is my disciple?"

Qiu Shuihan slammed the Netherworld Sword onto the table.

"She is suffering endless torture! Do you know how painful that torment is? "

Seeing that Qiu Shuihan had lost control of her emotions