C1579 Uncontrolled Storyline

Ye Lingtian gently caressed the cold light that emitted a blue light. He smiled warmly at Zhang Zhiru. "You've spoken to Ranhui about this?"

"It's a deal," Zhao Zhiru said as he took the belt from his waist. A Longsword as thin as a cicada's wing was hidden within the belt.

Zhang Zhiru flicked his wrist