C1713 The qi of 20 martial saint marks

After a battle, the two of them calmed down.

"I think we should properly sort this out so that there won't be any misunderstandings between us."

Chu Yun's clothes were in a mess, he tried his best to stay calm.

"Hmph."

Zhu Fusi snorted, she looked at Chu Yun with cold eyes, her face unexpectedly had a touch of red, obviously she did not lose her memory