C1727 Bedraggled

Blood flowed down his face, and he kept kowtowing as if he didn't feel any pain at all. As long as he let these two women feel his sincerity, he would say anything.

That's all? What else? Tell me everything. Qing Xuan spoke slowly with a lazy tone, but her expression was very gloomy.

The aura around him grew stronger and stronger. As soon as Feng Lian heard these words