C141 A General

Standing in the middle of the formation, Lu Li was at a loss. Was that really Yang Lin? In front of the two armies, under the dazzling morning sun, a great general was riding a spear. His body was covered in tens of thousands of rays of light, and his handsome face was as cold as water.

"I am already."

He had already looked up at the rising sun, and the blinding light blinded him