Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

t tell the truth. Are you planning to let your wife die"Old Song looked very embarrassed, looking at his wife on the bed. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said: "We did see something in the graveyard...waved his hand, saying, "Let's go inside and talk!"Du Ziteng was also unwilling to go against a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm!If we could turn swords into ploughshares, that would be best of al...