Su Rimu did not dare to look down on the injured man in front of him, and his usual careless attitude also restrained. He pulled the rope of the scroll on his back, and a heavy object fell out of the scroll, which he caught with his backhand.
------It was a sword, a blood-red long sword.
Fu Yuanzhou frowned. He originally wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to remain silent.
When Zhen Zhen looked back, he happened to see Su Rimu unsheathing his sword.
He was stunned for a moment and was almost injured by the guards from the Immortal Palace who rushed towards him. He hit the man with a bone-penetrating needle with his backhand and continued to stare at Su Rimu, looking a little unbelievable.
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