Outside the city.

The sound of dragon moans resounded in the night sky.

Two illusory dragons crushed through the woods, and the trees that blocked the way were crushed.

The surrounding trees were bent over by the hot wind, rolling up the stumps and leaves in the sky, rampage, and pounced on a black-clad figure in front of them.

Yan Dan's figure flickered among the branches in the woods.

Syllable!

A branch was drawn on his face, and his masked scarf was hung

Chapter 72 of "When People Are in Qin, Three No Swordsmen" Concubine Yan with wings is hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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