C1482 Humble to the end

In the air, Qin Xuan stood proudly as her black hair fluttered in the wind.

"How are you going to teach me?" Qin Xuan stared fixedly at the figure that was being tormented by the long river of Sword Intent, and let out a voice. His eyes were so calm, like deep pond water.

As Qin Xuan's voice fell, an incomparably shocked expression shot across the eyes of the vast crowd