Wei River was surging. Under the morning sky, a tall figure with a knife came on a boat. In the background was the melodious and pleasant sound of a zither.
The Aboriginals of Da Feng had never seen an entrance with a background music, so they were all shocked. They tried their best to squint their eyes, trying to see the man's face clearly in the light and shadow of dawn.
Just then, a ray of morning light shone on the man at the bow of the ship, reflecting his masculine and handsome face.
"It's Xu yinluo,"
When they finally saw it clearly, the people who were closer shouted.
is he also here to watch the battle? as expected of Xu yinluo. Her entrance is different from those ordinary people.
Although the comments of the Jianghu people just now were infuriating and disappointing, there were still many people who did not lose fans.
"The dog slave is finally here."
