"No, I can't believe I died like this." Huang Xiaoxiang said with a wry smile.

"ah." Zhou Ya held Huang Xiaoxiang tightly in fear.

with Zhou Ya's smaller and smaller scream, the two fell into the cliff together.

"No." Zhao Xinyu's voice suddenly rings in the soul's ear.

"heart language." The soul suddenly opened his eyes when he closed his eyes and looked for the words in the rapidly moving scenery.

the dark sword in the soul's hand suddenly moves and flies upward. Make the soul quickly grasp the magic sword that is about to fly out, and the body is rushed to the mountainside with the magic sword.

"Dong."...