C294 Crimson flame snow lion
"Buzz!"
It was already deep into the night, and the interior of the blacksmith shop was brightly lit. Qing Yue's bird calls suddenly burst forth, and the long sword in Tang Huan's hand immediately exposed a bright green brilliance.
"That's right."
Tang Huan casually waved it a few times, and smiled in satisfaction. Then he gently waved his arm