C2089 The Jade Rabbit's Sorrow

The Golden Roc snorted coldly, opened its wings and flew into the sky!

A sigh came from the Immortal Sword on the back of the woman from the Purple-Robed Snake Tribe!

"Creating order in disorder is painful to begin with! As a member of the demon race, you naturally have the heart of a race! This is not wrong, but... right and wrong should be judged in your heart. This time