C289 Death match letter

Hearing this, a look of disdain flashed past Han Yan's eyes, and he said: "You've waited thirty years for nothing."

Zhao Tianhe sneered, he patted the storage bag on his waist and took out a golden embroidered book. The moment the embroidered book appeared, Zhao Tianhe immediately cast a technique on it. The embroidered book released a light ray of light and in a flash, it flew into the air