C381 Individual Battles

"What do you want?" Elder Qing's arm did not move, but the wooden box was switched to his other hand, "What, facing a great enemy, do you want to exchange two blows with this old man?"

"Hmph, Old Qingtou, it's better if you die than me, right? Give me the box, and I'll let you open it however you want." The bald woman glanced at the pursuers not far away