Chapter 889

On this day, Qin Wushuang felt a little restless. Although he has not yet reached the magical means that he can predict the past and future by pinching his fingers and counting, his strong intuition has always enabled him to predict and prepare before the crisis comes. This restless sense of anxiety is exactly the sense of crisis he was familiar with before. The feeling of whim made Qin Wushuang open his eyes from his cultivation. The spirit preached: "bag, lonely, fire Lin, come to me quickly." These three beasts are now Qin Wushuang's iron men. On hand“ Boss, what's the matter? " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation