"If you have no family and no sect, that's great, and you don't have to worry about the end of your hand if you kill it."

The master of Prison Fairy Net heaved a sigh of relief, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he said to Ning Haotian: "Little girl, is it you who handed over the things yourself, or uncle?"

"Don't mess around, I'm a disciple of Xuanjianzong, right?