C876 Inadequate qualification

"Yang Jian, you and I are irreconcilable!"

The sound of grinding teeth rang out, causing people to feel a chill in their hearts.

Chen Xiang held the wood sword in her hand and pointed it at Yang Jian. Her thick jet-black hair was fluttering in the wind and the killing intent in her eyes made the air around her turn colder.

After Yang Jian fed Ao Tingxin a pill