"Say, where's your boss?" Huang Xiaoxiang put the moonlight blade on the neck of the only one alive on this floor. Asked with a smile.

"fourth, fourth floor." The last bald man looked at the moonlight blade as if it were a handicraft. It was still smooth and beautiful at the moment, and there was no blood on it. However, the bald man saw that there was blood surging in the ruby. I opened my mouth in fear.

"I hate people who sell their eldest brother." Huang Xiaoxiang slides the moonlight blade gently.

"you." The last bald man fell down with his eyes wide open.

"it's really a red dragon...