C1996

Chen Sanqiu tried his best to persuade Yu Hao's artifact spirit.

He said that he couldn't destroy Sword God's family inheritance.

The artifact spirit's face became even more enraged.

"He left me here. Why didn't he take me with him?"

Yu Hao waved his small fist in the air and said.

Chen Sanqiu …

Ouch.

F * ck.

What should I do?

Ye Zichen clenched his teeth