Chu Qingge, Feng Li, works

    

wrist, the Zan Yue Dao sliced across the ground before him, creating a crack with a resounding *snap*.Feng jumped in fright!I just hacked it casually!This blade, if swung against itself, wouldn't nee...ight trance.Those hands, more beautiful than any artist's, were calloused with a lifetime of work...But, as she said, who doesn't have a little secretWhy dwell on itFor the next few days, Chu Weiyun d...