C297 Damn It

After the black-clothed man sized him up, he walked towards Fang Zhongyue. After staring at him for a while, he suddenly reached out his hand to grab the Mo Xie Sword. You are f * cking courting death! " Fang Zhongyu immediately reached out to grab his wrist.

The man in black hurriedly retracted his hand. How could Fang Zhong let him escape? He reached out and grabbed his forearm