C1701 On the Sword(last Part)

As the sword became one, Xiao Qiuyu's sword pierced forward.

"Huuu ~ ~ ~"

The sound of the wind rose. It was the chilling autumn wind, not the spring wind. Although this place had been transformed into spring, it had now become autumn. The autumn wind was blowing, and the autumn wind was blowing.

Chu Yang was a criminal who was about to be executed