Chapter 183: What Choice?

se!The sword, like a scarlet tide, swept over.The tiger-bone face stood still.There is a gentle spring breeze, and there is a branch of peach blossoms.opened on his heart.The tiger bone sacred photogr...led and drew back, reaching for his sword.It was only then that he suddenly realized that these familiar features belonged to someone. But the surging crowd had already pressed him down.His breath was...