Even Yu Sihuang, the Southern Domain King, followed closely by her side, constantly tending to her and unwaveringly supporting her!
Knowing full well that the consequence of defying her request might be death, yet unwilling to feign even a surface-level submission!
More so, never hesitating, without a single thought of betraying Luo Qingtong!
Why does she deserve such fortune?
Feng Yuan fiercely dug her nails into her palm, casting a gaze full of seething resentment toward Luo Qingtong.
Her eyes coldly fixed on Luo Qingtong, and she suddenly laughed icily, saying: "But even if you have extraordinary luck, so what?"
"In this Holy King Tomb, I am the true ruler and monarch!"
So what if Luo Qingtong was able to slash apart those vines earlier?
Those were merely new vines she had just cultivated.
Completely different from the main trunks of the Blood Demon Vine currently surrounding me.
