Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Three: Fiancée_4

While speaking, a green little sword appeared on Yan Shuiyi's fingertip. On the green sword, a green mist rose and condensed into a green-robed girl with an elegant posture, who was actually the spirit of the sword.

This green little sword was actually an inferior Dao artifact, and the power of the green-robed elegantly slim girl was not below that of the King of Blood Night.

"This is...?" Fang Han flicked his finger.