elationship with wu tao in his previous life was so close that he was a close friend. although wu tao has not yet known him, he also knows that this man can be trusted.
”the formula of the dead spirit gun. die! ”
zhang tianlong looked at wu tao and rushed up with a long gun.
the dark long gun, immediately haunting untless light blue grievances, made a sad cry. shouting
eathtaking hearts, even in the distance watching ye hanxin and nangong xirou are affected by this ghost cry, a sense of ld so that they do not nsciously tremble.
”is that the power of the xuanling gun?”
lin hui looked at zhang tianlong. the gun in his hand was not unusual, and it would not even be much worse than the gun in his hand. he played zhang tianlong in his previous life, and he almost suffered a loss here.
”pretending to be a ghost is useless to me!”
with a wave of wu tao's blade, the ld awn flashed past, dissatisfied with his gentle appearance, the ld killing intention of the heinous sky.
this killing intention blocked the interference of zhang tianlong's ghost crying.
zhang tianlong is not surprise