C2193 Not Created by Warlord

As Gu Xiaoxiao's thoughts raced, everyone was urging Luo Wanqing to practice her Chixia Swordsmanship.

Luo Wanqing had no need to incite them. She had long since unsheathed her sword proudly and jumped away to demonstrate her Chixia Swordsmanship.

"Rays of red light and auspicious mist –"

"Vast clouds of mist — —"

Luo Wanqing's figure flipped over, her clothes fluttering in the wind