There are the Milky Way, stars and bright moon in the east, and the Yangtze River and mountains in the west, the shining sun.
The young martial arts leader "Little Angel" attacks × the devil's young leader "Little Overlord" suffers
No matter you are a noble family or a commoner, no matter you are strong enough to carry a cauldron or a weak scholar, no matter you are a hero or a strong woman, no matter where you came from or where you are going back, welcome to the martial arts conference!
Hundreds of black-armored cultists in the valley were like dark clouds, sweeping in like a flood. The young master was half lying on a tree at the foot of the mountain, gnawing peaches, half asleep and half awake, admiring the falling edge of the silver sword with his eyelids drooped.
The young master of the martial arts sect is still fighting bloody battles, while the young master of the demon sect has already begun to take a nap.
Sensing the unkind and helpless look, the young master just said hello with a smile, narrowed his eyes, and clapped his hands at the same time. But this sparse applause was too mocking.
Xingluolou and Chishuang Pavilion are together. As the young alliance leader, I can trick you for a while, can't you?
The young leader was frozen in place by the increasingly impudent expression. He smiled uglier than crying and charged forward with his sword.
What else can be done?
Pay off the debt, eh——
In an imaginary era, a non-traditional ancient martial arts world, the game is updated daily and closed on Sundays.
Concept: After ten years of drinking ice, it is difficult to cool the hot blood
