C1790 Queen?

Ning Yue naturally smiled and replied to Nalan Fuyan's joke. "Then let's touch our heads first, and then give some actual rewards?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and pressed it towards Nalan Fuyan's head.

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, there was the sound of a kengqiang unsheathing the sword. A cold line suddenly stopped Ning Yue's left hand from moving forward