C1122 Murong Qingcheng

Just as the young man spoke out, the crowd quickly dispersed. Guo Yuan pulled on Su Jue's hand: "Let's go, this person's status is very high, we shouldn't let him stare at you, otherwise, he'll definitely die."

Su Jue nodded his head. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he felt the rules of the army between his fingers shake