C17 Murong qiu yue

Linghu Chong carefully pulled the sword out from the stone table leg and held it high up above his head. He felt that he was like a hero who was revered by tens of thousands of people, or a dragon-slaying warrior. He felt like he was the only one under heaven. However, he still felt that something was wrong. After checking his surroundings, he finally found the source of the feeling