C119 Reunion

Fang Zishu took a deep breath, his right hand that was holding the 'Gold Silk Red Thread Copper Coin Sword' loosened again.

After a long while, Fang Zishu's gaze suddenly became resolute, and even his tone of voice became somewhat hoarse. "Everyone hide yourselves, this thing is coming over …"

The crowd stared at the black figure that was slowly walking towards them