C952 Breaking Through

Qin Biao was stunned for a moment before he quickly reached out his hand to grab the Little Trumpet. The Little Trumpet kept crying and kicking at Qin Biao, but unfortunately, the Little Trumpet was too weak. Those fists were just like tickling on Qin Biao's body.

"Alright, let me ask you what happened? Where is your Great Lord? Where is the red sun and Black Vajra?" Qin Biao quickly asked