Man Is False

At this moment, the rest of his limbs were bound by the black whip.

He couldn't move.

The six Misty Rain House students behind him had already rested for the most part by now. At the very least, their consciousness had basically recovered by now.

Zhao Shuning asked: "I heard that you're someone from the Shuiyun Sect?"

"Yes, you better not offend me. If our sect master knows what happened to me, you will not be able to escape death."

"Is that so?" Zhao Shuning stared at the bottle in a daze.

"You crazy woman, you better think carefully about what kind of power Shuiyun Sect is. You don't need me to say it, you should already know, if you dare to offend me, then you'll be making the entire Shuiyun Sect your enemy."

"The Shuiyun Sect is accepting members of a gang now, aren't they going to go through with it? With a goods like yours, can you even enter the Shuiyun Sect? "

The man's eyes flashed.