C149 Chapter 149

Ann Yiyao held a small needle in her hand and was very pleased with herself.

This was the last time she had fished the sheep from the fox.

At that time, she had thought that this thing would come in handy one day. It just so happened that it would be used today.

"Fox, do you think I don't know? You ghost servants, You always have your own life talisman with you