C341 Final killing instrument

"Wang Qian, put down the sword in your hand." Coriaria sinensis's face was cold, no one knew when a sharp dagger had appeared in his hand, aimed straight at Su Su's neck.

Su Su's eyes were blinking crazily, signalling Wang Qian to stop paying attention to her.

Actually, Su Su was extremely regretful in her heart right now. She regretted calling Wang Qian over