What the hell is going on? Sooner or later, this King would be killed by you. A single person was already very heavy. You even carried a person behind you, yet you still dared to fight this King. This King Do you believe me?" Mo Yujue spoke in a somewhat helpless tone.
"I, I' m wrong. Please send us a large amount of good intentions, Your Highness. By the way, I also brought a lot of banknotes. "I' ll buy you a drink later." Ning Muxue hugged him in fear. She was really afraid that he would throw them away. Ever since the last time Ning Muxue flashed her feet in the wooden hut, she had already cast a shadow over Qing Gong.
"Hmph, now you know the benefits of this King." Mo Yujue sped up and landed on the street outside Wang Fu door.
Ning Muxue:"*︹€?
"Mo Yujue, where are we going next?"
