C1586 The Immortal-binding Lock

That's even more interesting.

The more Xia Ying thought about it, the more excited she felt.

As the patrolling personnel left, Xia Ying heard a low snort of disdain.

"Tch, no! Is it an errand boy by the magistrate's side? " In the end, he pretended to be five or six people in front of us. He used chicken feathers as a command arrow