C530 Mobeijilong

Old Luo was slightly surprised, but before he could figure out what Zhen Yinjian meant, Mang Saber Hu Sang got angry.

With a whoosh, he drew out a golden-backed broad saber. The viciousness on his face became even more intense, as if he was somewhat impatient.

"Fuck, This King wants you to die at midnight, do you still want to live till midnight?" I hate people who grind and grind the most