C459 Impotence

"What kind of godly technique are you cultivating?"

It had been a long time since Weiqing had heard of such a fresh and refined person. If not for Zhen Mo Xie showing off a hand in front of him, Weiqing would not have believed it.

Zhen Mo Xie was right in front of Weiqing, and tried to stab Weiqing's Flying Sword into his stomach, but Weiqing screamed in fright, but Zhen Mo laughed out loud