What kind of man could make someone as proud and cold as Di Qiong beg so humbly and pitifully?
If her man were killed right in front of her, it would probably be a thousand times, ten thousand times more painful than killing her.
Involuntarily, Long Xi licked her lips.
Whatever I imagine, it comes true.
Just when I thought torturing Di Qiong was getting boring, here comes my chance.
"Tell me, how old is our esteemed son-in-law? How does he look? What is his Martial Cultivation Realm?" Long Xi glanced at the guard and asked.
"Under a hundred years old. Looks quite sunny... handsome with a piercing gaze, although a bit too quiet and indifferent. Martial Cultivation Realm... it is... it is Humanity Daoism Realm First Level." The guard shrunk his head and replied.
"Hahahaha..." As soon as the guard finished speaking, the people of Ancestral Dragon Island standing around with Long Xi and Yi Ziyu burst into laughter, they just couldn't hold it in.
Humanity Daoism Realm First Level?
