C255 Sword-light

Sword-light

"Maki Zin, are you dead?" Long Yunlian pushed Maki Zin away, causing him to tilt his head, squinting her eyes to take a look at the situation, she gently nodded his head and extended her right hand out, a finger sword shot out from the index finger of her left hand, attacking to the point where Old Nun was perspiring in cold sweat, the Sword Qi brushing against her clothes