C350 Fog demon ridge

Chu Nianyao's eyes flickered, bringing along a gust of cold wind, she sized up the flexible sword, raised her head and looked at me, as though she wanted to say something, but was hesitating.

"Huh?" Nian Yao, you don't seem to like the name of my sword, it's okay, if you have a better name, just say it, we'll brainstorm and give this sword an appropriate name. "

I smiled