Han Fei pondered the sword intent of the cloud in his heart, and sat alone in front of the blood ruyi, silent, occasionally with a movement of his fingers, a small cloud appeared and suspended above his fingertips, occasionally flashing a few thunderbolts, occasionally falling a few drops of rain and dew, extremely magical.

Li Yumei was silent, this way to the Xuantian Sword Sect, what should she do in the future. Confront......

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