Eraapos;s Solemn Con

Leng Junhan wasn’t weak in martial arts, but not every palace guard was a fool. In no time, Leng Junhan felt that he could barely cope with the attacks from so many people at once. He thought that he would be taken prisoner when a clear laugh sounded nearby. "Hehe… Brother Junhan, why are you fighting with someone else",Mo Xiuyao narrowed his eyes, "Do you want me to personally go and explain things to Mosuiyun",Mo Xiaobao’s handsome face immediately fell; his retribution did not wait until the future—it had arrived right now.。