Lu Bei seriously overestimated his image in Zhan Lexian's heart.
I thought that although Zhan Lexian was not pleased with him, his big white fat grandson had boundless charm. When raw rice was cooked, his grandson's aura was enough to cover up all defects.
I didn't realize that the old boy was so bad hearted that he almost died of anger.
Lu Bei had no choice but to kneel down and beg him not to die.
When the green qi of A, B and Mu was injected, Lu Bei easily drew back the immortal sword spirit. Without suppression, the sword heart, sword spirit and sword body of Zhan Lexian quickly recovered.
He jumped up from the ground, his eyes were about to crack and land in the north, his hands suddenly formed claws and clenched fists. ...