When Xuanyuan She saw clearly Xuanyuan Mo's face, he was greatly shocked and then knocked over the glass on the table. The wine dripped along the edge of the table onto his qilin costume. However, he didn't notice it at all. With a shocked facial expression, he still fixed his eyes on Xuanyuan Mo who was walking forward.

Xuanyuan Mo was not dead. He was not dead...

Xuanyuan Hao standing next to Xuanyuan She was not so shocked. Only a shimmer of astonishment ...