"Ignorant child, why do you have to fight so hard for someone who has nothing to do with you?" The owner of the Ten Thousand Poison Valley played with the small porcelain bottle in his hand and looked at the injured man in front of him in a funny way.
Mo Shiqing's bun was slightly messy, his eyes were lowered, and he was holding his injured right hand. Blood was flowing down his fingertips drop by drop. He said lightly: "It's not an irrelevant person. He is the person who pleases my junior sister. As a senior brother, my eldest brother has been like my father since ancient times. How can I ignore death? "
"Hahaha, what an elder brother and father, that's all. If you think so, I have nothing to say. I haven't had such a good time playing in a long time. If you beat me, I can keep my promise and give you the antidote, but ...Are you really willing to give up your hard-earned things to others? "
"There is no need to be willing or unwilling. I am a senior brother. I only do what a senior brother should do." Mo Shiqing's tone did not waver.
Junior sister can only be junior sister and will not have any other identity.
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