Becoming a solitary

Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,The tribe's future seemed as frantic, desperate, and utterly resolute as his roar.,Otherwise, the other party could leave such a secret realm, with the talents of these dragon clans, if they had enough cultivation techniques and resources, their cultivation would definitely not stop here.” Man Jue’s eyes flickered, his scarlet tongue licking around.。