Jian Ling Peak

A white shirt, an ancient sword, and a young man. The white shirt is elegant and free and uninhibited. The ancient sword has gone through many vicissitudes of life, and its edge is astonishing. In the young man's deep black eyes, there was a calmness and perseverance that was inappropriate for his age, as well as a hint of indelible hatred. The ancient sword was sheathed, making no sound. Picking up the black scabbard, the young man looked at the hut in front of him with nostalgia, then turned and left. Lin Yufeng walked slowly towards the exit of the ancient forest with an arrogant but strong back... The Lin family, from this starting point, rises! PS: Please recommend new books to newcomers and collect them. Friends who like them can join the Q group: 106420621