C276 At the Request of the Mayor

Hearing the words of the young sect master, the blue and silver pair of beautiful eyes became the shape of a crescent moon. Pointing at the young sect master, she sweetly said, "It's not impossible for the three of us to follow you back to the mountain. I'm not a concubine. "

Hearing Bluesilver's words, the bones in the young headmaster's body nearly turned soft