Zhou Liang snorted and raised his head."Then I advise you to touch the head on your head!"
"Why do you say that?" " I'm one of the ten Hall Masters that the leader values the most, " the bandit said, his eyes shining.
Zhou Liang disapprovingly said, " it's a pity. My master, the noble sword user, has already pleaded for mercy on behalf of the leader. If you dare to touch the grandfather and grandson, you'll be publicly defying your leader's will!
Hearing this, the bandit laughed.
There was no fear or worry in his expression. He smiled faintly and said, ""Noble sword, do you have anything else to say?"
Eh?
The villagers were all shocked. Who were the bandits talking to?
Huala-
From the grass not far away, a handsome middle-aged man with a long sword on his waist and a long robe made of pine ink walked out.
His sharp sword Qi gave the villagers a feeling of danger even before he got close.
