n, and I love silver the most. Let's gamble with silver." Qin Luoyan said, then took out a jade pendant from her bosom. She had nothing valuable on her except this jade pendant given to her by Fu Zimo..."

“Later, later help… ” Xiaolong’s mouth twitched, seeming to not understand what she was saying

" 。Yisheng and Xu Hou both looked towards Xiaolong, their eyes gleaming with mischief. 。"I really don't know what you're talking about..."Xiao Long's words were cut off before he could finish, and Qin LuoYan calmly spat out three words, "Fu ZiMo" 。" Xiao Long's expression froze for a moment, a hint of panic flashing across his face. But he quickly recovered, though this time his lips trembled as if he didn't know what to say. 。He didn't speak, and Qin Luoyan continued, "You are Fu Zimo's person" 。She was speaking in a declarative sentence, not an interrogative one. So deep down, she had already confirmed Xiao Long's identity, but when she spoke those words, there was no excitement or joy on her face. Instead, there was a subtle hint of mockery. 。You don't need to deny it, I dare say so, of course. 。ing than Ling Hao's.Fu Zimu, a killing god who walked off the battlefield, was in stark contrast to Ling Hao, a young master raised in a honeypot. Not knowing is one thing, but once compared, Ling Ha...