C117 Amnesia cup

The black wood sword was currently three feet away from him. Before he could reach out, Tu Shanyingguang's figure flashed and she had already hugged it.

"Bai Xiaolou, if you continue to stutter and lie to me, do you believe that I won't destroy Bai Gucheng's black wood sword?"

Without the blood of the descendents of the Bai clan to activate the incantation