fore he exploded, Ling He thrust his sword hilt upwards with a backhand.“Hiss…” Zhao Rucheng gasped, his arrogance instantly extinguished.However, beyond that thick curtain of fog, at the center of Xi...res, one fat and one thin.Then Zheng Lao San, with his chubby fingers, pointed at the thousand-mile sound transmission device in Jiang Wang's hand, seemingly a bit embarrassed: "It looks very valuable...