"Important?"
The little girl opposite nodded with a serious face.
Xuan Ying repeatedly chewed over the word 'important': "And you just hand over the Tongtian Temple to me that easily?"
Chuzheng: "Something that's useless to me, why shouldn't I give it to you."
She didn't even want that little broken temple!
In the courtyard, the rich fragrance swirled around. Xuan Ying stood there, and after a long silence, he moved his feet. Before Chuzheng could see clearly, he was already in front of her.
Her waist was slightly tightened, and her body was drawn close to his chest.
Xuan Ying's body was cold, like an ice sculpture, without a trace of warmth.
His voice slowly reached Chuzheng's ear: "Sounds like a good deal, I didn't lose anything."
Chuzheng blurted out after a while: "You have no heartbeat." Could he be a thousand-year-old zombie?!
No way I'm that unlucky!!
A little apprehensive!
Xuan Ying raised an eyebrow: "That person just warned you to be careful with me."
