Xiao Qinghe was eliminated in the most humiliating and cruel way.

Lin Xun struggled to contain his anger when he saw that. 

Being defeated was nothing, but Lin Xun couldn’t accept that he was tortured before being defeated!

“Lin Xun, are you angry? That’s right, I was also very angry when you killed my cousin Lian’er.”

A feminine and hoarse voice tinkled in his ear like the hiss of a venomous snake.

Lin Xun saw that Qing Wenjun had shifted his gaze onto the mountain where he stood. 

He was dressed in a feathery robe that complemented his fair skin and pretty, bewitching face. His thin lips looked like a fiery red blade. 

“You can get back on me, but why did you attack Xiao Qinghe?!” Lin Xun’s expression was ice-cold. 

“Because I also want you to experience the feeling of anger.” Qing Wenjun laughed wildly. “Speaking of which, you have no one in the Ancient Wasteland Domain, not even a family member. I had great trouble thinking of someone to vent my anger. Fortunately, I found Xiao Qinghe.”

It seemed that before this, Qing Wenjun had secretly inquired about Lin Xun,...