C2000 Forty Years
The Demon Saber quietly sat down, stroking the longblade that had accompanied it for so many years, revealing an extremely complex expression.
The full moon hung in the sky once again, Ye Lingtian only woke up after a long time in a coma.
Demon Saber stood up proudly and tilted his head. "Follow me."
Ye Lingtian blinked, "Where are you going?"
"You still need me?" Demon Saber frowned