C167 Meeting of Weapons

When the coachman had stopped just now, he had only felt that the aura of Yanzhi beside him had become extremely cold and bone-piercing.

"Don't play any tricks, or you won't want to see my tricks."

The coachman couldn't wait and nodded. The corners of his mouth slightly trembled, and his voice was even more tattered. "Dang …" "Of course."

In the dead of night