C691 He Was Reciting Poetry

The moon was bright, the stars were bright, and the sky was high. The surging Genuine Qis calmed down instantly. Only Lei Hu and Lei Yue, who were floating in the sky, remained.

"I didn't expect you to actually cultivate the Thunder God Sword these few years!"

Lei Hu gritted his teeth and stared at Lei Yue. He knew that he had already lost. Facing an expert like Lei Yue