It was the first time Ding Hao had seen traces of the couple in the real world after knowing about his real identity. For a moment, he couldn't control himself; he had an impulse to rush to the bottom of the abyss to find out.
The blood and flesh bond made it difficult for Ding Hao to control himself.
But at this time, the rusted sword had almost consumed all his power. He was exhausted and could not go any further.
Looking at the golden wrist guard, Ding Hao was already in tears without realizing it.
He couldn't control this emotion, although he knew that he was just a passerby who time-traveled from Earth, not the real Ding Hao.
After a long time, he gradually calmed down.
Carefully putting away the golden wrist guard, Ding Hao took a deep breath while his eyes fell on another purp
