C877 Descent

Then.

Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

He took out a set of black clothes and a black mask.

Both of them emitted an extraordinary pressure.

They were Emperor Level treasures.

"You haven't worn either of these before, right?"

"No."

Seeing this, the martial puppet also understood Lin Xuan's meaning and nodded his head.

He took it.

"Alright."

Lin Xuan nodded.

"From now on