C207 The Calm Surface of the Lake(1)

Yun Bing Lian lowered her head and looked at the sword Wei Ling gave her. The sword was waiting for me to release a red light, like it was the color of blood. Perhaps it was because he had just broken a clay sculpture, so there was still a trace of a arguing echo. Even if she didn't understand swords, Yun Bing could guess that this sword was definitely a good sword