双手紧握山峰

They chatted for a while. While Ye Qiu was closing his eyes to rest, he suddenly saw a beautiful figure appearing about ten meters behind them. The beauty looked like a shadow. He was holding a broken sword in his hand, and there was a very complicated expression in his beautiful eyes. He was looking at Ye Qiu and Luosang coldly with his eyes that could kill people but also make people feel pity....