C55 Trace

At this time, Feng Ling Jue gave a violent sneeze.

"Young Master, who is speaking ill of you behind your back?"

Qing Yao came closer and said with a smile.

"F * ck off."

Feng Lingju rubbed his nose and quickly chased Qing Yao to the side.

The two of them were rushing to Mo City, however, their Mo City was a long way off, so they couldn't make it in a short time