"Daoyou, I can give you all the other things in the bag, but my grandfather just photographed the purple arrow bamboo. If you take it, I can't explain it to Huizong." Cao Junfeng sat askew on the ground, pleading bitterly.

it's not zijianzhu. I haven't robbed it yet! A sly smile came up from the corner of Ji Xiaolou's mouth. "Cao, I'm in a good mood to spare your life. You've bargained with me I tell you! This is what my elder martial brother called for. If you want to get it back, let your grandpa find my black faced elder martial brother! "

Ji Xiaolou finished and laughed. Heisi,...