C899 Ear-piercing Words

"Thanks to you, Gensheng." Ye Qingru lowered her head and said softly.

When she saw the big hand that Gensheng grabbed her wrist, she frowned slightly.

She could already feel a cold light coming from her back.

She couldn't help but pray in her heart that the God of Plagues, Yu Bingyi, wouldn't lose his composure at this moment and ruin her plan