C1039 Decline

West Wang-mu stood in place, stunned.

Looking at Tu Fei who was not very tall, with black skin, flesh and yellow yellow, and a pair of eyes as bright as a thief, it was hard to say what he was thinking.

In front of him was a large pile of pure sources, no less than ten thousand kilograms. All of these were plundered by the Seventh Bandits over these years