C1886 Two hundred million dao-crystals
"Roar, hurry up, hurry up!"
Half a day later, in a lush forest, the Long Jun walked in front with big strides.
Behind him, a few hundred meters away, the sword in his hand drooped down its head, as if it was following him listlessly like an angry wife. Its pair of eyes were filled with unconcealable indignation, sadness, and helplessness.
Long Jun turned his head back from time to time