C485 There Was a Sword That Could Suppress the Moon!(7)

The white frost covered his body, which was emitting a cold aura. This meant that his life was about to end. Facing the conditions that Wei Jing had offered, Old Yang did not say anything. The thick phlegm was his answer.

He slowly wiped the thick phlegm off his face with his hand. Wei Jing looked at his hand.

He shook it gently