Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at his flat chest. The first thought that came to mind was that he hadn't died.,"Not bad." Satisfied, Su Ziyao took the sword and threw a jade bottle to Lin Yun's feet.,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!"。