C277 Thousand Swords Gate

Sun Dafu looked like a grandson. He wanted to put his face on Wang Xiao's butt. He said with a smile, "Xiao, I am your little brother now. How can you not help me when I am in trouble?"

Although Wang Xiao wanted Sun Dafu to continue suffering, what he said made sense. He took out a bottle of medicine and gave it to Sun Dafu.

When the powder was sprinkled on his hand