The temperature recovered slightly, and the breathing gradually calmed down.

The spirit sword "Qingfeng" is held in the hand by the temperature.

I saw that Wen's clothes were torn, covered in blood, and his jet-black hair was exposed along his shoulders, gently blowing in the breeze.

Holding a sword with smooth and slender lines, the sword body was hollowed out with a mist cyan light running through, the blade was suspended and sucked into the light at a centimeter position, and there were several mist lines that emitted cyan light like small snakes, winding around the sword body.

Blood ran down the blade of the sword, drop by drop to the ground.

This gesture, such as:

"Grandpa Zhennanhou, the beginning forced me to rebel! 》Chapter 88 Qingfeng is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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