The corner of his mouth was grinning, and the intention of killing was everywhere.

Bajiu's originally modest face froze.

What's the choice?

If you don't agree, you will be beaten to death?

My mother was criticized in her heart and smiled on her face.

Ba Jiu had already felt the meaning of killing.

Don't think too much, you will definitely not be able to beat it!

Even if Yang Qing is very weak, with Daozhiqian and Gu Huairou's existence, he still can't beat him.

"It seems I have no choice."

He shrugged helplessly.

Zhao Qiange looked at Ba Jiu with hot eyes, and disappeared from the spot.

Between a few rises and falls, they were several miles away from the city wall.

"Come on! Let me see, the power of the orthodox domineering sword!"
Chapter completed!