That year, it was March.

He always sat there alone, quietly looking at the broken sword in front of him. Muttering.

You watched it for a long time, walked over, kicked him, and asked curiously, "Are you talking to the sword?"

He smiled stupidly, raised his head, looked at you, scratched his head, and said, "Yes!"

You said very seriously: "Are you stupid, how can anyone talk to the sword?"

"Ask the disciples of the Sword Sect, if you don't ask the sword, do you ask the sky?"

"Your sect is asking the Sword Sect?"

"Hmm!"

"Is it amazing?"

"I don't know!"

"Where's your master?"

"Dead......

"Soul Awakening" Chapter 173 Under the knees of the horseman, there is no gold! I hit it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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