C177 Little Martial Immortal

"Nonsense! Tell us quickly, where is Han Binn?" In Nalan Wenqiu's courtyard. . . A group of young men were looking at Shui Wuying, who had brought Fenn Feiyun back, with wary expressions on their faces. The unruly Meng Yingtao even pointed her finger at him and scolded. "Everything I said is true. What's more, lying to you? Is there really no need?" Shaking his head