C1866 The Blade of a Sword Is Sharpened and the Scent of Plum Blossoms Comes from the Bitter Cold

Lin Tian was extremely satisfied with obtaining a great sword spirit.

He stretched lazily and left the Bead Space.

He planned to go out for a walk. He felt that he had stayed in the Bead Space for a long time. In fact, he had only been outside for less than half an hour.

As usual, he walked to the bedside and looked at Bai Ling, who was breathing evenly