Without saying too much, the man in black in the east let out a soft shout, and the next second, the four of them rushed towards the forty-four disciples.
For a moment, there was a flash of swords and shadows, and an undercurrent surged.
On the other hand, at the other end of the forest, the situation at this time is exactly the opposite.
Not only is it not intense at all, but it is still leisurely and leisurely...
Han Sanqian lay on the branch of a tree, and Su Yingxia sat beside him, feeding the washed fruit into his mouth.
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