C6590 Ineffective

"Dudu..." A soft voice rang out.

Jin Zhizhi looked over and saw that the little beast was using its little claws to pull her, gently comforting her.

"Dudu, your master will be fine, nothing will happen!" As he spoke, Jin Zhi Zhi gently caressed it, his tears surging.

The little critter looked at Qin Ming and the sword aura, its eyes filled with seriousness