"We meet again. I hope you are well." Long Aotian looked over with a casual look.
"Greetings, young master." The Blood Emperor lowered his head and said respectfully.
Even though he felt unwilling, he had no choice but to surrender when facing the Son of Hongmeng.
"You are a smart man, you should know why I am here?" Long Aotian narrowed his eyes and looked over.
"We got the sword by accident, but it is related to the survival of my blood clan." Without pretending to be stupid, the Blood Emperor said it in a clear attitude.
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