C1848 Counterattack(6)

Counterattack (6)

Young King's silver hair was sparkling under the reflection of the crescent moon.

"We have wasted a lot of Treasures to drive away that evil spirit. " Young King's gloomy voice made people's hair stand on end.

If Qin Sheng were to hear Young King's words at this moment, he would certainly be so angry that he would stamp his feet and curse on the street