C465 Cold Jade

Four, three, nine Cold Jade.

When the cold current reemerged, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a surge of energy stirring within his body. This energy was pure and mellow, colder than the cold current, but it didn't make him feel any discomfort.

"Hong Zhuang, this is the sign of Hong Zhuang's dragon soul!" Zhang Yang was overjoyed. Hong Zhuang had been by his side all this time