"Two fight one, so shameless!"

She withdrew several steps but did not escape, looking calm.

Who doesn’t have a helper yet?

But she is naturally strong and does not want to alarm her master unless she has to.

At this moment, the "helper" had just crossed the hillside, and he waved step by step and slowly came, as if he was drunk.

In the strong wind, three thousand silver threads were flying in a mess, and gray-white robes were clamoring.
Chapter completed!