C812 Yun Ying's Invitation

Bright light shone in his eyes.

In Jing Nixin's impression, the Cloud Shadow rarely had such a big day to celebrate.

Compared to the blade and the sword, the sharpness of time was much sharper.

Jing Nixin's master, the previous Sect Master of the Cloud Shadow, had left in his sixties.

He was already seventy this year, and his bones were still very strong