C47 Forcibly Arranged

"I repeat... I'm not going!! "

" Whoever wants to go, who wants to go! Why should we go? "

Hsiao Lvming and his group hid in the corner of the wall. They held weapons in their hands and looked at the people who were eyeing them covetously. Their terrified voices were almost broken.

He waved the short sword in his hand, which he had just equipped, and sword energy swept out. For a moment