"No, it brought me a surprise." Zhang Han pouted: "This has nothing to do with you."

"fart!"

Yue Wuwei was stunned for a moment, then blew his beard and stared: "Zhang Hanyang, I found out that you are a little bit of a bridge? Mengmeng is the master of Tianliu, and I am the steward of Tianliu. We are in the same group. After all, you are an outsider. "