C2410 Chaos Divine Tree

"Little sword, what's wrong?"

While Wang Xiaojian was feeling this strange aura.

A pleasant voice echoed in his ears.

It was Yang Yuhuan. She was wearing a colorful robe on her slim body, and she was holding an exquisite lute in her arms.

She looked like a holy immortal who had descended to the mortal world.

Wang Xiaojian didn't turn his head