One Aura...
Three Aura...
Ten Aura...
All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion is quiet, Kong Yuhen's heart is uneasy.
Xu Xiaoshou's face turned completely red, and after a long sigh, he put down the Origin True Stele and drew Hidden Bitter.
It's now, time for last words.
"Hold on!"
Kong Yuhen quickly retreated to the wooden stairs, showing a tendency to escape upstairs in case of disagreement, gesturing to not act impulsively:
"I remembered, there's still one step, the final step!"
Final after final, how many finals are there?
I live waiting for the final, all becomes futile.
Xu Xiaoshou clenched his teeth, advancing step by step without a sound, pressing with the sword to the wooden stairs.
Kong Yuhen flipped and rushed up the wooden stairs, stopped only at the middle, grabbing the railing to shout:
"It really is the last step!"
"If it were the normal borrowing method, you would have succeeded now."
