Her heart gradually becoming completely calm, she sat up and went to another room to take the Huiling Sword in hand.
Before, because Su Changzhi was here, the Huiling Sword was kept elsewhere, but now, she wanted to carry it with her at all times.
Long Chan should be fearless, after all, he had the Jiuquan Sword, and these two swords were a pair. Besides him, no other Dead Soul should dare to approach this sword.
Of course, she didn't know if it had any deterrence against being as high-level as the Netherworld King.
After all, she never had the chance to try.
Gu Lili reached out to draw the sword, its sharp brilliance reflecting into her eyes, and she gazed at it for a long time.
Then she posted a message in her circle of friends: [Received a divorce letter, who's free to come over tonight for a gathering at my house to celebrate my return to singlehood?]
Antonio saw it five minutes later and replied, [Damn, isn't it my turn this time? Lili girl.]
