"Hiss..." I reached out and touched my neck. This insidious old man Wanyue is really ruthless. If it wasn't for Qin song to cut off his sword, I would have a halo on my head now.

"you stinking bad girl!" Old man Wan Yue is still in the mood to scold me.

"thank you for your help," the silver goblet emissary made a bow to us. "Today I really thank you for your help, or I'm afraid I can't subdue the old bigot alone."

"please do me a favor and don't worry about it." Qin song waved.

"I don't know your surname

"in xiaguwen north." Qin song made a light...