C322 Fist to Foot

"Are you telling the truth? Do you think that photo is fake? Shall I take you to her grave? I specifically chose a good Feng Shui place for her to be buried! "

When Nangong Yi heard this, without a word, she picked up Situ Yeyu's collar across the table. On her forehead, on the back of her hand, veins were popping out