Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"Where do you think you can run Surrender immediately!" A group of people blocked Leng Junhan's path ahead. He sighed, secretly cursing Mo Xiaobao’s ancestors, before putting on a kind smile and said, "What does this mean",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",Ye Li sighed softly, looking at Mo Xiaobao’s playful look and Mu Su Yun’s solemn expression, she shook her head and said, "My son is mischievous; please forgive him."。