C199 Can you get a little bit of face?

Yue Yingying's silver eyes carried a trace of distress, and her chest was moving up and down, almost bursting blood vessels from Gu Huang's qi, and her silver teeth had not been broken.

Calm down, calm down!

Yue Yingying, you are a dignified Semi-sage, you shouldn't fuss about it with this brat.

He had lost all his face anyway