Miss Murong still had that indifferent expression. Instead, Xiao Zhu giggled: "tell me, if we're not scared, you'll come from and go back." Xiao Zhu joked and asked Qin Wushuang, "Sir, but I don't know if you will be frightened by him?" Qin Wushuang wanted to get rid of the people of the nine palace sect. He knew his origin like the back of his hand. Of course, under this situation, he would not show too much hatred. He just smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know what I'm afraid of, but it doesn't matter." Obviously, he didn't pay much attention to Mr. Zhao. The childe Zhao heard that their tone was full of banter. He was angry and didn't attack in front of the beauty, but he didn't need to keep it in front of Qin Wushuang. Sneering at Qin Wushuang: "Sir, this is not novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation