C1786 Top of the Martial Way(part Ii)

In October, the wind at Irkutsk was unspeakably cold.

However, the hearts of Thousand Star Sword and the others were burning with passion.

Everyone looked at him excitedly. Lin Nan swept his gaze across those familiar faces one by one and smiled in a gratified manner. He then nodded his head in greeting.

Finally, he came before a red-haired woman, his sword scabbard creaking in his hand