His urgency had already been frightened back.
No adventure is worth it if you don't survive first.
"This sword..." Huang Zhengyang looked at Zheng Zhenxing: "Is something not right?"
"Not right?" Luo Yun asked: "What's not right?"
He carefully examined it, shook his head, and looked at Zheng Zhenxing, who was frowning deeply.
Meng Xianda said: "Has this sword changed? Switched to another one?"
He looked around: "Did someone enter the Array, deceiving our eyes?"
Luo Yun's face changed.
Meng Xianda chuckled.
Luo Yun said irritably: "Old Meng, at a time like this, you still manage to joke!"
Meng Xianda laughed: "The more pressing the moment, the more one should keep an open heart, and not be scared stiff."
Huang Zhengyang nodded solemnly: "Brother Meng is very right; we must not be scared."
Meng Xianda grinned: "We've come in, anyway, it's a gamble. If we win, we'll soar to great heights and have a lifetime of achievement; if we lose, worst case, we die; it's nothing."
