The Founder of Diabolism

Chapter 42 Grasses—Part Ten

Lan WangJi’s sword had slashed across Xue Yang’s chest.

Not only did he bleed, the Spirit-trapping Pouch that he hid in his lapels had been taken out by the Bichen’s tip as well. Wei WuXian, though, couldn’t see what was happening, “Xue Yang! What do you want him to give back to you? Shuanghua? It’s not like Shuanghua is your sword to begin with, so why do