This Sword Is Fated With You

"How do you know if it's possible if you don't try?"

Mo Ruyue raised her eyebrows slightly.

Vaguely, she felt that she had the aura of a protagonist.

With the Heaven-cleaving Sword in her hand, Mo Ruyue lifted it up.

With a swoosh, the Heaven-cleaving Sword was easily taken out by Mo Ruyue.

This was the highlight of Mo Ruyue's life.

She did not expect that the Heaven-cleaving Sword would really be pulled out by her.

Was he lucky enough to buy a lottery ticket?

Of course, there was no lottery in this era.

A few pairs of eyes stared at Mo Ruyue.

Shock and doubt flashed in their eyes.

Mo Ruyue raised the Heaven-cleaving Sword in her hand.

"Look, this is the Heaven-cleaving Sword."

Mo Ruyue said loudly.

The shock in Mo Chengfeng's eyes turned into joy.

"Ruyue, you're so powerful. How did you pull out the Heaven-cleaving Sword?"

He couldn't use any strength before.