C740 Fructus Isatidis

The little sword immortal nodded his head. Treasures were naturally taken by those who were capable. No one would mind having too many. Although he used a sword, it might be able to save his life at a critical moment.

Lian Wushen frowned slightly. "Stealing from you?" These people were truly a group of bandits. Just as he was about to make a move, Niu Dingtian, who was half-kneeling