In the field, everything was silent.
Ye Xuan held the Lingxiu Sword and stood in front of Ling Han and others. The Lingxiu Sword in his hand gave off the bleak sword radiance.
Sharpness!
Ye Xuan and the sword in his hand gave people this feeling. It's as if he could even smash a hole in the sky.
Not far from the right side of Ye Xuan was Lu Banzhuang. Her eyes were half-closed, and she looked like an old monk in seclusion...
In fact, she was just a little sleepy and wanted to sleep!
On the other side, Jiang Jiu and a group of soldiers stood on the wall. Jiang Jiu was still in silver armor, and she just looked at Ye Xuan below. While watching, she suddenly smiled.
Her smile made her look pretty!
Under the wall, the moonlight was faint, and only blurred figures could be seen.
