Xiao Yingyun lay on the ground in misery, her body shivering uncontrollably.
But at this moment, a deep resentment surged in her heart, and she suddenly lifted her head, casting a profound look at Nangong Li!
Without uttering a word, Xiao Yingyun turned around and left.
"Whoosh!"
Just then, a heavy rain started to pour from the sky!
A torrential downpour!
Like a dam had burst, a massive amount of rainwater poured down.
The cultivators who were originally gathered around the tavern sighed and shook their heads as they witnessed this scene.
"Alas! Let's go, it's raining!"
"Why is it raining so suddenly?"
"Who cares! No matter how heavy it is, that kid is doomed, why bother watching a dead man?"
"What surprised me is that Princess Li of the Dayan Dynasty would choose a cripple to be Prince Consort!"
The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed.
At this moment.
Only Nangong Li and others remained on the scene, still there!
