C422 Acquisition of Golden Needle

"Sizzle ~ ~" The cold sword was unsheathed, and its body was suffused with a cold, merciless glow. It ruthlessly rested on Qiu Shui's snow-white neck!

Qiushui's heart was trembling from fear. When she saw the face of the black-clothed person, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and curse in a low voice