C481 The idol of the medical saint

"I'm sorry …" "I'm sorry, I had a good laugh, continue talking …"

Fang Qi waved his hands, looking extremely relaxed.

"Kid, you want to get away with this? Leave your hands behind, I'll let you go today! Otherwise... You should understand! "

Wan Ritian's left hand, which had six fingers, shot out like a fan towards Fang Qi with killing intent filling its eyes