I was born in the salty sea breeze and grew up on the horseback of the escort agency.
The rivers and lakes have been confronting each other for hundreds of years, and the imperial court has expanded with iron-blooded expansion for three generations.
When I escorted the escort back, I saw the salt owl bullying the fishermen, and I endured it again and again.
It wasn't until the pregnant woman was pushed down that the light of the sword finally lit up.
Unexpectedly, the salt owl actually carried the red scale sword of the former naval commander.
The sword light surged like a tide of blood, shocking the entire world.
When the two masters of good and evil came to attack me, I unscrewed the handle of the knife and concealed it.
It actually contains the "Zhenhai Policy" that three generations of the dynasty have been asking for.
The tide gang's big ship blocked the bay, and the roof was blasted open by good and evil masters.
"Hand over the knife!" The three parties shouted loudly, causing the beams to rustle with dust.
I gripped the red-scaled sword tightly, and the blade buzzed like a tidal wave.
