”what are you doing?”
frightened words waved away the sword shadow, looked at a little towards the strength of the five people close to ye ld heart, puzzled out of voice asked.
”these swords don't belong to them.”
ye hanxin answered with some ecstasy, bowed his head again and again to take out the swords of those people and gently put them on one side.
the disciples of the funeral palace, who were killed by these five people, should have been destroyed and wiped out.
she did not know why, there was a sense of asphyxiation in her heart, pain let her have a sense of empathy, tragic let her want to cry.
”mm-hmm.”
with a stuffy response, he knew why ye hanxin cared so much about such a thing.
when he met her in wanjianzong temple, she was also a victim of this kind of thing.
”it's too sentimental.”
the south palace just walked calmly past, facing those martial arts, a person to e to the sword.
to her, these people were enemies, and all they had to do was make sure they were dead.
”huh?”
the exasperated eye
ows suddenly frowned, and