PREVIEW
... sword was a middle-grade divine weapon. Such a good thing was probably rare even in the entire eastern region.
After looking at it for a while, Yin Siming put it away.
Then, he glanced coldly at Wei Cangming and the others in the distance. His gaze especially lingered on Wei Qingfeng for a few moments.
“Wei Cangming, kill that person.”
Suddenly, Yin Siming pointed at Wei Qingfeng.
What?
Upon hearing this, both Wei Qingfeng and Wei Cangming were sh ...
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