n thread swiftly wound around Yang Niandong's neck, then it tightened suddenly from behind. 。What kind of Martial Soul is this It's so strange. 。Tang Wulin was taken aback, but he didn't rush to resc...Upon seeing this man, his eyes instantly became fixed. At this moment, he was just as he had appeared before.

And in his eyes, wasn't that the woman he thought of day and night Gu Yena wore a white long dress, coupled with her silver hair and purple eyes, she was cold and beautiful. 。The Dark Bell was already beautiful, but in her presence, it instantly paled in comparison. 。like a wildflower losing its luster before a blooming lily radiation and prepared to investigate further, suddenly, a wave of panic surged through his spiritual world. 。With a twist of his body, he nimbly turned in the water and quickly swam towards the surf...