Jun Wu Yao turned to look at Jun Wu Xie. In her eyes, he read a trace of anxiety and concern. That warmth was also precious. He raised his hand and raised a gentle and spoiled smile on the corner of his mouth as he gently rubbed her little head.
"How can I bear to let you fight alone?"
If it was extremely warm, Jun Wu Xie was slightly stunned. Her face turned red and lowered her head.
Qiao Chu and others on the side looked as if they had been injured internally. Qiao Chu couldn't help but to ask Jun Wu Yao.
What is a lone war?
In the eyes of Brother Wu Yao, aren't they considered a few people?
Suddenly he felt so tired that he would never love again ...