Flying Knives to Ask the Immortal, Exploring the Flowers Before They Are Cold

That night, he won. The flying knife penetrated Shangguan Jinhong's throat, and it was true. Li Xunhuan pushed open the door, feeling exhausted, but was suddenly engulfed by a dazzling white light. When I opened my eyes again, the moonlight was still moonlight, but it was no longer the moonlight of Jiangnan. The body is no longer your own, you are younger and more energetic. Before he could think about it carefully, a memory that did not belong to him flooded into his mind: Zhang Tie, Qixuanmen, and that taciturn young man who was inexplicably close to people. Ahem... He coughed twice subconsciously. This body does not cough. There was a knock on the door suddenly. He lowered his voice, but couldn't suppress the excitement that he couldn't hide: Zhang Tie, open the door quickly! Look at this bottle This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.