C237 Knife style ruthlessness

In the early morning of the next day, in the belly of the northwest Qin Chuan, the morning wind was somewhat cold and dry.

Just like before, Xiang Yu still woke up early to practice his blade. Her willpower was very firm, the blade in her hand was four feet nine inches long, the blade was thick and sharp, the blade edge was cold and shiny, as though it was cast out of cold iron.

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