He stared at the sword in Nangong Qianxi's hand for a long time, shocking the four-man team. Qin Xueling and Nangong Qianxi couldn't get along. At this moment, she couldn't help but point at the long flexible sword in a daze. "Nangong Qianxi, this… this flexible sword is really a good thing. This kitten also likes it."
Ren Xiaojie was so frightened that he took a few steps back. He waved his hand and said, "Sister Qianxi, I can't afford your flexible sword. You shouldn't have any ideas about this magical beast!"
Although these four people were privileged children of the Imperial Capital, perhaps because the opportunity had yet to arrive, they had never seen a Holy Beast. Xuanyuan Po felt a throbbing in the depths of his soul. He felt that the nine-star spirit beast in his Magical Beast Space was trembling, and the deep fear in his heart. How could a Magical Beast that made his spirit beast afraid be ordinary?
