But Zhu Yinuo still stared at Zhong Xihou fiercely. He was helpless. He was so vicious, but others couldn't see it, because they could no longer see his eyes. Even if his thick and swollen lips were opened, there would only be a thin crack.

.

Such people can only make people feel interesting and sad, but how can they make people feel frightened and scared?

Zhong Xihou swung another pot of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and discarded the empty pot. The taste was not bad, and it was even more enjoyable.

"Before the millennium lies dormant and the world is in chaos, the dragon will die before he becomes a dragon. How about being your little overlord of Jinling, and taking over your title of King of Jinling? Jianghu? Haha, if it is true that a guy like you is alone.

I went to travel around the world, but before I finished writing the word "I'm afraid of death," there were already more than three feet of grass on the grave."

Ridiculed and humiliated, Zhu Jiannan was only angry, but unable to stop it.

But did Zhu Jiannan really not want to stop him? In the darkness of the restaurant, there was a tall Xindu man, leaning against the wall with a giant sword on his back, motionless. He had heard the noise early and anticipated what was about to happen.

, but he still didn’t make any move and just let everything happen.

Because, the person he wants to protect is not in danger. The person he wants to protect also has no orders for him to take action.

He could only remain silent in the dark, and could only lament that the young dragon had its fingers cut off, and even if the fish jumped in the rivers and lakes, it would be difficult for him to become a dragon.
Chapter completed!