C65 Sheathed His Sword

'What are you thinking about? ' Xuan Daoqi silently appeared behind her, appearing as silent as a ghost.

'Ah, nothing.' Yu Yanran was startled and turned around to look at him, smiling as she followed behind him.

'Haha! ' Xuan Daoqi took off the black wooden sword hanging on the wall and turned to look at her