C880 A Mouthful of Chicken

The young man frowned, "I say, can you be a little more like a general? Why are you so afraid of death?"

Li Long's face turned red, "It's not that I'm afraid of death, but I'm afraid of death. It's not worth dying in the hands of this scum."

The young duke raised his hand and snorted. Then, in the next second, he suddenly turned his body sideways and kicked the blue sky with a rolling gourd