C804 Salute Miss Qin

At this moment, Seventh Elder knelt in front of Xiao Yi and slapped him across the face. The slap resounded continuously. The wailing wind made this winter even more lonely.

If he were to slap himself like this, he feared that the Seventh Elder would directly slap him to death.

Ye Dongliu stood there coldly with the three thousand black robed men behind him staring at him with their sharp eyes