C867 Never palliate

Long Tianjue's face darkened slightly. In an instant, the Phoenix-Dance Knife in his hand flew towards Lou Qingling, but Xiao Yijun stopped him.

Xiao Yijun's face also had an embarrassed look, but she looked at Long Tianjue and said: "Wei Qinglan shouldn't be injured, on my account, forget it."

"Your face?" The corner of Long Tianjue's mouth slightly curled