Chapter 512: A Chance to Go Down in History

otect the city, or a blade in Zhao Xuanji’s hand that could take this palace's life at any moment. This sword, not in this palace's grasp, leaves me unable to sleep or eat.”Su Zhen Ting's eyes narrow...nd give your speech there"Li Chen's eyes were like torches, staring fixedly at Zhang Bwu, whose face was gradually turning ugly, and said coldly, "Or do you want to sit on this dragon throne and speak...