lks of chives pinching each other."Damn it, that kid!" Yang Pan's eyes were filled with anger.Before, he was slapped into the ground by Jun Xiaoyao, which already caused him to lose face.And now, even...But Mo Xiaoyu, seemed to have an intuition, she didn't step back.

Looking at the figure before me, clad in white robes and with white hair, wearing a mask.

For some reason, she just felt that he wouldn't hurt her.

"What is your name"

A pleasant male voice came, making it sound like he wouldn't be a bad person.

“I… I’m Mo Xiaoyu.”

"is a non-staff member of Emperor Court."irectly devour.It's like burning a qin and boiling cranes, chewing on peonies like an ox. It's a waste of such a peerlessly handsome face that you have.Why don't we keep it around for a while and play...