C758 A Murderous Intent Was Stirred in His Heart

"Hall Master, if you want to hit me then hit me. Don't bully my disciple like that."

Zhang Xingyun cried out loud as he looked at Little Ying Kongwu. The image of his beloved disciple as his master was deeply ingrained in the hearts of the people.

Ying Kongwu's eyes suddenly lit up. "Stop!"

The group of people all looked at her, waiting for her to speak