Looking at the dim light, but in the dark room, the black eagle with a pale face stood there with his head down... At the same time, one of the arms seemed to be folded and drooping.

And the black impermanence around him is also full of frustration, but also the same bowed head, was that end of the wood black fiercely scolded,.

"You didn't grab Xuanyuan sword... And almost all of them died in the hands of Li? I ask you... Are you all a bunch of shit? Duanmu Heiming roared.

The black eagle and the black impermanence can only bow their heads, and the atmosphere dares not make...