"But...Dad!"

"Walk!"

"yes……"

Zhao Jin was reluctant to leave and followed his father.

…

Lin Zhao held the sword tightly, fearing that Zhao Tai would snatch it away.

Back in the house, Lin Zhao looked at the sword carefully again. He held the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other. He tried hard to pull out the long sword, but found that it was motionless and could not be pulled out at all. He sighed and this

The sword is inherently weird, so it doesn't seem strange that it can't be pulled out.

That night, Lin Zhao no longer dared to be careless. He placed the ancient sword under his pillow and fell asleep with the ancient sword on his pillow. In his dream, he saw a white light floating in the ancient sword, soaring in the yard.

In the winding, white light, he seemed to see a crystal clear white dragon.

This white dragon was extremely beautiful. After flying in the yard for a while, it turned into a white light and fell in front of the window. In the white light, a pair of slender feet walked out. A white skirt fluttered under it, and a woman in white with a peerless appearance appeared.

Appeared in front of Lin Zhao.
Chapter completed!