I glanced at Zhang Suying, who was holding the hilt of her sword tightly in her hand, as if she was ready to make a righteous move to kill her relatives.

If I said yes to Wusheng, would she be stupid enough to cut me with a sword?

"I said no, do you believe it?" I casually coped.

Zhang Suying let go of the hilt of the sword, smiled and said to me, "I will naturally ......

Chapter 109 of "Folk Bone Toucher" A misunderstanding is being hit by hand, please wait a while,

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