Mu Zhixing was shocked. A sword was mysteriously floating beside him. He hadn't noticed it before.
The key was that this sword could even speak!
Wasn't this scary?
"What are you?" Mu Zhixing said warily. He began to gather his aura. If anything went wrong, he would definitely attack immediately.
"I'm not a what." Shi Changsheng's figure appeared with an expression as if he had eaten a dead fly. "Pfft, I'm somebody. You almost led me astray!"
Shi Changsheng stared at the center of the battlefield and asked in a low voice, "Let me ask you. Are you Zhou Shu's person?"
Zhou Shu was fighting dozens of experts in dragon-patterned golden armor, and this person standing here didn't look like an enemy, which was why Shi Changsheng asked.
"No," Mu Zhixing said. "I'm Mu Zhixing, a vanguard general under the Eastern Celestial Thearch of the Gou Mang Heavenly Kingdom! I have a cooperative relationship with His Highness now, understand?"