Chapter Forty-Nine: The Night Watchman

p empty, she seemed to remember that her sword had already been shattered.She struggled to get up, wanting to continue the fight.But only halfway, he was enveloped by soft, fatty flesh—Zhong Xuan held...bing the hilt of his sword and touching Chang Xiangsi repeatedly He was simply masking the birth of the spirit of the Chang Xiangsi sword with a nervous state.Longing gave birth to a sword spirit, the...