Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"Martial Emperor Chen, come out here!" Mo Su Yun, wearing an imperial robe and wielding a sword with murderous intent, charged over.,"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","Little nephew greets Uncle Ding Wang and Auntie."。