The descendant of a peerless Martial Emperor

When the three of them heard this, they immediately trembled uncontrollably, each of them revealing a look of resentment.

"You, you can't do this to us, you demon!" One of them said, trembling.

Yunxiao stared at him coldly and snorted. "You think you can't just because you say so? Who Do You Think You Are? I'll give you three breaths to consider. Otherwise, I'll have that person interrogate you. He's not as bad-tempered as me, and he's always been very gentle to men."

The three of them trembled even more violently. Yuwen Xun had been under their surveillance the entire time, so he naturally understood what kind of fetish he had. His face turned extremely pale.

"I, I say, you must not let that person deal with us!"

The leader finally broke down and said dejectedly, " We are from the temple of Holy Fire.

the temple of Holy Fire? "