The strong wind, mixed with snow, and bursts of chill were approaching the man and his horse. I thought the scene of people falling on their backs did not happen. I saw the young man smiled faintly, and the wind seemed to have been wiped away from the world, leaving no trace.
??? At the same time, the man in black clothes looked at the young man, his expression condensed, and he said: "Your Excellency, a ninth-grade great swordsman, who has a name and status in the Jianghu of the Central Plains, how can he do something like this to hinder people's sacrifices and damage his own morality? Aren't he afraid of damaging his reputation and being ridiculed by the people in the Jianghu?"
???"Tuoba Hong, please see clearly who I am." The young man smiled lightly. The small sound penetrated into everyone's ears.
??? "You?..." Tuoba Hong wondered. He looked at the young man carefully. Suddenly Tuoba Hong's eyes widened and his eyes seemed to fall out. "No... No... Impossible. Aren't you dead a long time ago? How come you are alive again? Tuoba Yu, are you a human or a ghost?"
Purpose: Everyone has a martial arts dream of their own