As he spoke, Young Master Liu let go of the Heavenly Sword, and the Heavenly Sword fell toward the east, pointing straight at a tent.
Young Master Liu took a deep breath, picked up the Heavenly Sword, and walked over. He opened the tent and walked in. The soft conversations in the tent suddenly stopped, and a rush of hot air suddenly hit his face due to the stove.
Young Master Liu lit the fire, and looking at the scene in the tent, he suddenly became spartan.
Qinglian, Qi Ya, the third princess, Ling Weier, Ying'er, and Murong Shan were sitting in their uniforms, squinting their pretty eyes at themselves as they walked in.
"Six six six six?"
Young Master Liu tremblingly raised the Heavenly Sword in his hand, "Master, are you spiritual?"
You obviously want to change the owner!
This young master wants to find you a little mother sword to have fun, but you want to kill me.
What about conscience!
:.:
Chapter completed!