l, a surge of powerful energy suddenly erupted from a banquet at the rear.At the same time, a cold, resolute shout rang out.Only I, Xiao Chen, can be the prince consort of the Moon. As for you, Yang P...Bai Xuewei, with fair skin and icy blue hair.

Even her pupils were icy blue.

It looks like a snow sculpture made of jade, crystal clear and beautiful.

She had a cool and elegant temperament. Anyone who saw her for the first time would be amazed and impressed.

However, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, not even a ripple arose.

Bai Xuewei couldn't help but feel nervous, biting her lip slightly.

In fact, let alone Bai Xuewei.

No matter who they are, any prodigious talent would feel restrained in the presence of Jun Xiaoyao and instinctively lower their stance.

Jun Xiaoyao's kind of temperament had long formed a kind of invisible aura, awe-inspiring without anger.

"Are you..."nt and calm in the face of Jun Xiaoyao.In terms of divine soul alone, few can surpass him.Like an immortal great religion such as the Quranic Holy Faith, it is naturally adept at manipulating the powe...