Xiong Wei felt that he had gone too far and slapped himself a few times. His grandson's eyes lit up and his grief disappeared immediately. Obviously, he also understood the advantages of Xiong Wei's understanding of this skill.
"It's your Golden-Hooped Rod, Son of a b***h!" Lin Feng joked and passed the golden quarterstaff to him. Lin Feng did not let him take it when he was in time-traveling. Lin Feng was worried that his grandson would not be able to withstand the atmosphere of the battlefield, so he used it to kill and change history.
"Haha, I'll also show my unique skill, Cold Arrow Formation." The grandson put away the Golden-banded Rod and reached out his hand to grab something in the air. A mass of blue things was held in his hand.
"It's the element of wind." Lin Feng used to be
