Whether it's the Sword Master or the Demon Child,
Even the upper clarity, supreme clarity, jade clarity, God, Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, Bodhisattva Guanyin...
All the great names invoked in his heart received no response.
Li Xing successfully fell.
But he didn't crash onto the concrete ground.
Instead, he landed on the back of a tall horse.
"A horse?"
"Where did the horse come from?"
"Did I time travel to ancient times?"
Crack!
The crisp sound of a fracture accompanied by the painful cry of the tall horse rang in Li Xing's ears.
At this moment, Li Xing felt his internal organs shifting, creating the illusion of a Soul Out of Body.
A mouthful of old blood spat out from his mouth, and he felt himself being dragged off the horse's back by a pair of not-so-strong hands and pushed onto the back of another horse.
The other party moved quickly and immediately mounted the horse.
"Hey, you still alive?"
