C472 The Tibia of the Stage

The Sword Immortal of the Jiao family, who had just saved his life, was awakened by the shout of the young man in front of him. Without caring about the cold sweat dripping down from his forehead, the tip of his toes pressed on the ground, and he instantly fled a thousand feet away.

Han Binn suddenly turned his head, and in his sharp eyes, he saw a pair of sharp eyes. * Hong Long. . . . .