"The beloved remains, as if a lifetime has passed."
"The Path always lingers, walking the Path is difficult, more difficult than reaching the blue skies."
"Sword Deity Hua, let me ask you... what happens when a banana falls to the ground?"
In the high sky, Bazhun'an was teetering.
He truly couldn't bear to hear the word "banana" anymore, nor could he bear to look directly, his toes curling tightly.
He hated knowing the answer beforehand, that now looking at Hua Changdeng, seeing everyone in the five regions seriously pondering...
Like a clown!
Should I answer?
For a moment, Hua Changdeng didn't want to follow Xu Xiaoshou's rhythm—the last time he did at Yunshan Emperor Realm, the Ancestor Stone had been stolen.
But Xu Xiaoshou was too serious!
"Coincidently, I also have a pot of wine."
He suddenly moved, took a step forward, and also produced a golden goblet and a pot of wine.
As he poured wine into his cup, not only the ancient swordsman from the five regions...
