A strand of Lin Yi's black hair on the temples was cut open and fell away.

And around Qinglong's waist is a wine gourd. At this moment, the body of the gourd has cracked with small cracks.

Cracks grow from small to large.

There were still cyan and prosperous sword shadows and golden and magnificent sword lights all around, slashing back and forth.

Light and shadow flicker.

Qinglong raised his head, looked at Lin Yi over there, and suddenly smiled.

"did not expect."

"I really didn't expect you to hide it so deeply."

Qinglong sighed.

He said this from the bottom of his heart.

"You are stronger than I thought."

Lin also nodded without comment.

"If I had known it earlier, maybe I could have taken a step further."

"It's a pity, a huge regret."

"You are worthy of being that child."

Qinglong took a deep breath.

The wine gourd collapsed into pieces in the sword light. He put one hand around his waist and grasped the hilt of the bamboo sword that had never been taken out of the scabbard.

"When it's time to replace him, you and I should drink and talk happily."

"But today, you can't win."

Qinglong's tone was decisive.
Chapter completed!