Chapter 1389 Selling Son

Qiliang insisted on protecting Mozi Ao. The stick his ancestors laid down was harder than he expected, but it also strengthened his belief in taking people away.

"Stupid, I said I won't let myself get beaten again. Why did you come up and stop that stick for me?" Moziao knew that Qi Liang was injured on his body. When this stick was knocked down, his wound would surely deepen.

On the contrary, Qiliang is a dead brain.

"I can carry it." Qi Liang saw that he was staring at himself unconsciously, and his eyebrows tightened up unconsciously.

Old ancestor looked at two men eyebrows, where can...