C2233 A Wisp of the Sword God's Consciousness

Li Jun looked at the thirty-first Sect Leader, the Evil Saint, patting her shoulder.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He lightly shook his shoulder, and gently loosened the skeleton hand that the thirty-first Sect Leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult had placed on his shoulder.

With a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, he looked at Xie Sheng and blandly said