Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"Martial Emperor Chen, come out here!" Mo Su Yun, wearing an imperial robe and wielding a sword with murderous intent, charged over.,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."。