C139 Blood Crow Sect?

"Money, uh, I have a hundred gold coins worth of banknotes" Mu Qingshuang was at a loss as he handed the banknotes over to Zhang Dongcheng.

Her soft and soft, boneless, ice-cold, jade hands swept across Zhang Dongcheng's hands, bringing about an abnormal feeling of comfort.

Zhang Dongcheng walked over to the carriage and handed over the gold notes. "This big brother