C659 Offending Me Won't Do You Any Good

Offending me won't do you any good.

Tong Tong's voice was quietly stuck in the air.

Tsk, there was a peerless God of Plagues standing on the balcony, staring at her coldly.

It could be seen that although Zhan Qing's face was still the same zombie style as usual, it clearly had an indescribable feeling