In the corner of the hall, a woman with autumn eyes still had a smile on her lips, her body was shaking uncontrollably.

At her feet, today's third letter from Dali slipped from her hand.

Lying quietly on the ground.

Another moment.

All the palace students in the hall wear swords on their waists, all the messenger silver swords on the second floor of the letter pavilion, and all the urgent letter jade swords on the top floor...

They all hang upside down in the air quietly.

A little fox demon, whose eyes widened and gradually became frightened, fell to the cold floor.

She was the only one who could move in the hall at this time, and she kept reaching out her hand in fear with a small face.

Touching the letter next to the trembling woman's feet...

It's dusk this day.
Chapter completed!