At the same time, a layer of silvery light flickered on his body surface, and the palm holding the wooden sword seemed to transform into a blurry silhouette of a silver bear paw.,There were low, rumbling growls, barely audible, seeming to come from within the burly youth's body.,Haha, this time writing the new book, when writing about Li Luo, I had a feeling like an old father. Maybe it's because I'm a dad myself now。