Chapter 128 Jiajia’s Visit Late at Night

Yan Zhou’s sword posture was strange. Now, he was standing with his left leg on the ground and the other leg on this knee. He leaned backward in an exaggerated way and his white beard and hair were hanging. He looked as if drinking but there was no wine pot on his hand but a sword. The sword grazed across his face and pointed at the ground in a bending manner. He was like an arch bridge. This posture didn’t sustain too long. Yan Zhou suddenly stood up straight as if an arhat altered his move in the dream. As he twisted and turned around, his robe was like a cutting knife. With a whoosh, he slumped over the ground. The sword went along a weird trajectory and got held into his arms. His body fell with face upward but his collars were still somewhat away from the ground.