Ling Hao Qin Yuxin R

After sending his opponent flying with a palm strike, Ling Hao didn't hesitate for a moment and pursued him further.,“I... I don't know either,” the old man spoke with difficulty. “I... I only follow orders.”,Then, he bent down and picked up the dragon-shaped pendant from the elder's body. He took a quick look at it and realized it was almost identical to his own. The only difference seemed to be the color of the dragon's head, which was slightly different.。