C1218 Spirit Weapon

1218.

"Miss Wang Xue, I'm so young. Do I look like an old ancestor? Don't care about seniority. We'll talk about our own things."

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"Rules of the family..."

Wang Xue also had a hint of interest in her heart.

"If I don't care, what else can he say?"

Ning Qi said with a smile.

"That's true. Libationer Beixuan, I didn't expect you to be the son of Ancestor Muting