"Master, he is very strong." Purple Luo's eyes are treacherous. The more powerful the opponent is, the more he can inspire his potential.

Xiaoqing smiled and said to the distant song, "master, this guy doesn't seem to be afraid of the three of us joining hands?"

ye tianzha touched his chin, and then his left finger flicked the blade of the Longya knife, and he didn't care: "don't worry about him. Now we three need to practice one heart." After a pause, his eyes were extremely bad. He looked at Xiaoqing's chest, which suddenly became bigger overnight. It was a reverie. "Let's touch it first. Do you think so?"

Xiaoqing...