###Chapter118,
The sky was so gloomy that it seemed to show a fierce battle.
Xuanyuan Luo stood tall and straight on the city wall. The wild wind blew his scattered hair and fluttered behind him. The wind was sometimes strong and sometimes slow. A few wisps of his wild black hair were beat rhythmically by the wild wind, tightly sticking to his handsome face. His black cloak was also floating behind him, which made his majestic body look even taller. He was like a god, majestic and inviolable.
Xuanyuan Luo stood on the top of the wall, without the support of the palace men. There was not even a guard around him. He just stood there quietly. But he still had the aura of a king, and everything seemed to exist for him in time. He was a natural king, a symbol of power.
There was no expressi
