C549 Sword

"Desert Sand is like snow, and Yan Shan Yue is like a hook. What do you think of this Golden Channel Brain? Let's hurry and walk."

When the majestic poem was read out from Hu Jian's mouth, Hu Jian suddenly felt as if he had sunk into some kind of mental state. What he didn't realize was that the two black jade beads in his hands also released a burst of energy, as if there was a dragon's roar