Everyone stood still, not daring to breathe.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and he was in a trance for a moment. Li Jiuzhong slowly turned around and looked at Li Mingyue not far away, and a smile appeared on his slightly pale face.
"Descendants of the Li family?"
"Hehe... Fortunately, I have you. Otherwise, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to revive."
Li Jiuzhong said softly, "Now that you have been recognized by that old senior, you are qualified to inherit my mantle. My sword will be left to you."
As he spoke, the magic sword in his hand flew out and circled Li Jiuzhong twice. It seemed that he was reluctant to let go. Li Jiuzhong waved his hand, and the magic sword flew back and stopped beside Li Mingyue.
Li Mingyue was a little dazed.
This ancestor was resurrected through my hands. Is this sword a thank you gift?
Li Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then slowly held the magic sword in her hand. She felt an unprecedented familiarity. Now, if she faced Xiao Dingtian again, she would definitely have the confidence to win with the help of this magic sword.
But she also knew that if Li Jiuzhong needed it one day, this sword would still return to this man without hesitation.
I am powerless to stop it.
Li Jiuzhong stood alone, with an aura that Li Changan could not understand. He seemed incompatible with this world, and yet seemed to be above the entire world, with a hint of divine transcendence.
Li Changan's eyes lit up.
This is the image that the protagonist should have, standing alone and looking down on the world, with every gesture and movement showing the image of a master, he is simply the king of force.
At this moment, Li Jiuzhong suddenly turned around and looked at Li Changan.
Li Changan was slightly stunned.
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