C1736 Little White Flower's Helplessness

Xu Zhe gritted his teeth as the golden needle in his hand trembled. He could barely suppress the power in his Qilin arm as he wanted to sew Han Ziyi's mouth shut.

Doesn't she speak differently? There were so many people here, and it was also the Heavenly Medicine Sect's territory. She was not afraid of any accidents.

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