"Hey, interesting, very interesting!"
Brother Zhao Ningshu here gritted his teeth, but on the back of another wolf eagle, Yin Huan, an inner sect disciple of the Yuhu Sect, showed a smile. His eyes swept across the chubby little Lingwan, seemingly finding something. Something interesting.
Mo Qing, who was not far from Yin Huan, had a glint in her beautiful eyes, and at the same time her eyes turned to a coarsely dressed boy again, and she muttered in her heart: Will the little fat man make such a strange breakthrough? ? Does it have anything to do with this man called Yunxiao?
"Ling Wan, you have no respect, and you hurt your second brother. Today I have to teach you a lesson!"
Just as Yin Huan and Mo Qing were pondering in their hearts, a voice containing anger and killing intent came over, and Zhao Ningshu, the young master of the Zhao family, couldn't help but speak.