Becoming a solitary

Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,Since the tribesmen were determined to fight to the death, there was no need for him to force them to leave. They had a point: it was better to die in their homeland than to perish in a foreign land. Even if they died in battle, they would make the enemy pay a bloody price.,A dragon clan without a lineage surviving to this day in the Demonic Forbidden Pool, and possessing such a secret realm This was clearly unbelievable in Mantis Old Man's eyes.。