Su Changqing felt the blue veins on the corner of his forehead throb, but he still said helplessly, "That's terrible."
Yan Qianjue looked down at Bai Keke and said, "He didn't say it well."
Bai Keke nodded, "Up to him."
Yan Qianjue smiled dotingly and looked at Su Changqing. "If you don't like it, then leave."
"Yan Qianjue? You don't want him anymore, the Lord of Hell!" Su Changqing looked at Yan Qianjue, almost out of control of his emotions.
"Haven't you finished?" Yan Qianjue held the scroll in his arms and said, "The origin of the spiritual sense is where the physical body can be stored in the scroll. When did you become so wordy? Are you pregnant?"
Su Changqing gritted his teeth.
When Yan Qianyu was at his peak, the two could fight openly and secretly. Everything was going well
