C519 Surrounded by enemies, the sword of an old friend …

The youth had a clear and elegant appearance, and his temperament was refined and extraordinary.

He cupped his fists, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Master Xuan Zhen, junior, Ye Wusheng."

"Ye Wusheng."

"Brother Ye!" Suddenly, the young man behind the beautiful woman shouted.

Only then did Ye Wusheng turn around, and discovered that the young man looked very familiar