章 382: No regrets

    The Kunlun Mountains.

    Snow has never changed. Moonlight falls on all the peaks and floats in this world.

    Tianqiong Peak, the land of the peaks.

    In front of a tombstone, a man sat cross-legged, his body covered with snow.

    Han Xiu opened his eyes slightly and shook off some snow.

    "The… sword. "

    "Changyi..."

    For the first time in the past 100 years, Han Xiu's eyes have revealed sadness.

    Even if the border force of the border gate is declining, even if the lizard king can rush out of the border gate, Han Xiu will not have such a look.

    It was a dark and tragic wound.

    "You must come back alive."

    self-mumbling…