C555 Dragon-blood rice

Ever since she had voluntarily become the spirit of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, Feng Zhi had followed her words and worn the Immortal Slaughtering Sword on her body, and did not put it into the spatial space like before.

Even when he slept, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword was placed beside his pillow.

Seeing Feng Zhi looking at her