.”

"This is a set of words. It's very unfortunate that it was written by a master monk."

Wow!

She placed the scroll on the ground and spread it out.

On this rice paper, there is only one word, the word war!

For just a moment, the place was filled with fierce sword light, as if the sound of countless war drums sounded, and everyone seemed to see a fight on the battlefield, with heads rolling down and blood splattering.

Many people started vomiting and screaming.

Fang Zuyang said angrily: "Miss Wang, what are you doing? Today is your birthday, a big day. How can you give such a gift?"

"Who do you think you are?" Wang Yu sneered and raised the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Qiao came out of the battlefield and was brave and good at fighting. Why shouldn't our eldest lady send you the word "war"? Could it be said that the current Qiao family, even this

Can’t you bear a single word?”
Chapter completed!