C1683 Can't Get out of the City

The sunset is so beautiful, but the blood around makes this beautiful with a hint of poignant beauty.

Those people who had threatened to do anything to Meiqian were now lying on the ground.

Meng Yu's Purple Dance Sword was still flying around like a loyal servant.

Looking at the sword, Meng Yu thought of the Artifact Spirit, Little Ziwu. She was in his mind