Wang Lun was dressed as a scholar in white clothes from Liangshan. His subordinates Du Qian and Song Wanquan had silver pewter spear heads, and seven hundred minions made up the numbers with wooden sticks. Just as he was worried that Lin Chong was about to come and kill him, something clicked in his head - the Super Sui and Tang Dynasty bound the soul system. Draw it once a month and save it for use. Newbie benefits are designated to be drawn once. Wang Lun did not hesitate: Li Yuanba. A burst of golden light poured into his body, and he looked down at his suddenly thickened arms. A notice came from outside the village gate: Brother, there is a criminal instructor of the Imperial Army in Bianliang, Tokyo, named Lin Chong, asking to see him. Wang Lun breathed out: Let him come in.
