Next, the entire skeleton rattled, booming with a sound like thunder. For a hundred sounds it reverberated, each one furious, like the roar of a tiger.,The sword naturally didn't belong to him. It was one he maintained for a core disciple of Qingyun Sect. Any sword needs maintenance after being used for a long time.,The handsome man beside her smiled and said, "Junior Sister Su, you have such a kind heart. This sword slave is late by even a moment, and you'd still reward him. Why don't you quickly pick it up Thank you, Senior Sister!"。