C4085 Where Is My Wine??
"Young master, sword."
Sha Pojun quickly passed the sword to Qin Shaofeng.
He held the sword hilt in his hand.
Just as Sha Pojun was about to say a few words of comfort, he saw Qin Shaofeng, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly rush forward.
He was like an arrow, and in just an instant, he had almost escaped from his field of vision.
Although Sha Pojun wasn't in a good condition