C168 The privacy of the swallow language

Mo Yan took out a porcelain bottle and threw it at 15. 15 lowered his head and saw the words on the bottle and couldn't help but mutter, "Corpse Melting Powder."

Xiaoyu's body swayed.

Princess Jin Ling looked at Mo Yan with an angry expression. "Who asked you to tell her?"

She hated Little Fishy.

Mo Yan did not say a word. He had been drugged and survived a narrow escape from death