C405 Escape

Looking at Yin Qiushui, the old man could not help but laugh out loud, "Yin Qiushui, how is it? Do you think I can do nothing to you? I tell you, it won't be so easy. "

The old geezer had long since heard that the mournful singing from a few decades ago would become a forbidden knife in a few hundred years' time. To Yin Qiushui, they were a form of torture