Unique in the World

He remembered himself, rarely leisurely visiting Mount Tai.,With a mighty gust of wind, fallen leaves were swirling on the ground. Lin Yun felt a surge of exhilaration throughout his body, lost in a strange sense of wonder.,The sword naturally didn't belong to him. It was one he maintained for a core disciple of Qingyun Sect. Any sword needs maintenance after being used for a long time.。