Chu Xi said, "Their head is coming out."

The curtain of the black carriage was lifted up, and a young man wearing a white elegant young man's shirt stood up.

The young man had a sickly and tired look, as if his body was hollowed out, his every move was listless, and he looked impatient.

The young man glanced at Master Wu, his eyes wandered around Chu Xi's black leather armor for two times, and said, "Robbery?"

Chu Xi looked at the young man a hundred steps away and said blankly, "It's a toll collection, the rules of the world."

The young man laughed, "Rules in the world? The biggest rules in the world are not who has the big fist, who has the final say?"

Chu Xi said, "This rule is not suitable for you."

The sick young man rubbed his shoulders and walked up, "You know it's not suitable for me before you fight?"

Chu Xi watched the sick young man get closer and closer, his pupils are restrained and his eyes are activated, and Chu Xi read out the attributes of the sick young man.

Name: Dugucheng

Age: Twenty-nine

Weapon: Jingcheng Sword (Seventh-grade Peak)

Realm: ninth level of the eighth grade, peak of the eighth grade

Power: The power of a tiger, 64,000 pounds

Instant burst power:??(Intermediate attributes, cannot be viewed)

Wu Yi:??(Advanced attributes, cannot be viewed)

Tip:??(Advanced attributes, cannot be viewed)
Chapter completed!