The Unusual "Sphere"

Lin Xiu couldn't help but blurt out at this time.

Lin Xiu looked like Zhao Yun seen on those Computer Graphics posters.

And as Lin Xiu wielded the Dark Edge spear, this image became clearer.

"Zhao Yun?" Luo Yue looked a little puzzled when she heard Lin Xiu's words.

"A god of war in the ancient century." Lin Xiu wasn't surprised to see Luo Yue's puzzled expression.

After all, this century had passed a long time ago. It was normal that she didn't know this history.

"Very well, I like it very much, thank you." Lin Xiu swung his Dark Edge spear and said to Luo Yue.

Hearing Lin Xiu's words, Luo Yue, who had always been indifferent, seemed a little unnatural.

"I'm going to bed." As if to maintain her cold appearance, Luo Yue said indifferently while walking upstairs.

"This girl." Seeing this scene, Lin Xiu couldn't help but chuckle.