Looking at Hong Lin's back, Haotian was directly angry. There was a sword behind him. The two of them had fought so much, and everything was familiar. Hong Lin dodged as if he had eyes behind his back.
This made Haotian even more angry, but there was no way. After such a long time here, he just waited for Hong Lin. But except for this, he was helpless. He was satisfied with other things.
After a while, he really had no choice. Now he has gone more than 100 times. He really wants his master