C909 A Storm Is Brewing Six Hundred and Fifty-one

"Yes, I am a forsaken person now!" Xin Yi looked at the red vine and said simply!

"This isn't too troublesome. Since you've been abandoned, you can consider throwing yourself into my arms. As the King of the Prairie, I still lack a wangfei!" The red vine shook its head. On the contrary, it was happy. With bright eyes, it said, "The most troublesome person could be that old man