"The military strategist is still here, how dare you ask?"

Mo Yu looked at the other party unexpectedly.

"Why don't you dare? As long as you don't say it out, who knows?"

"Well, as long as you can get it, you can't give it to you. My Beiwang Palace only needs his hands and can no longer refine weapons."

Mo Yu smiled indifferently.

"What are you going to do? Just such a stern challenge?"

Shaking his head, Mo Yu continued.

"No, I want him to come to him."

Looking at the direction of the Qingtian Alliance, Mo Yu's lips curled up and showed a grim smile.

The next day, a warrior yelled in the Hunyuan Sect with the weapon in his hand.

"The damn Qingtian Alliance, selling fake goods and cheating contribution points, is simply not human."

"Give me some contribution points, and give me some contribution points..."

This move triggered a great reaction, which made many disciples look at each other.

"Impossible?
Chapter completed!