บท 1739: Siege, Alliance, Trading

The arm of the Primordial Battle Puppet!

That's the arm cut off from the Primordial Battle Puppet in Mingwu City!

Yan Ke'er's expression changed drastically. A dark green battle puppet beside her flew out directly, about to pounce towards Nalan Moran.

Su Yang moved, and a golden-black battle armor appeared on his body. He raised his hand to block Yan Ke'er's battle puppet.

"Young City Lord, don't be anxious." Su Yang looked at Nalan Moran and narrowed his eyes. The aura on his body turned solemn. "Little friend Nalan, may I have a look at this battle puppet arm?"

Look?

Could such a treasure be handed over?

Beside Nalan Moran, Elder Qin was covered in level eight battle armor. The guards of the Nalan family were all alert as they stepped forward.

Such a lineup was not something that ordinary city family clans could have.