Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"Where do you think you can run Surrender immediately!" A group of people blocked Leng Junhan's path ahead. He sighed, secretly cursing Mo Xiaobao’s ancestors, before putting on a kind smile and said, "What does this mean",A white figure swept past them as if driven by gale winds. Everyone who attacked him fell to the ground in all directions. Apart from Leng Junhan and Miss Qian whom he protected, everyone else were knocked back five or six zhang away.,"This..." The captain of the guards hesitated. This time, His Majesty was extremely angry; without that bit of reason left, they might have really cut off Little Prince Ding’s head. If they couldn’t take even one person back, it would be hard to explain to His Majesty.。