Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Zhao prison

The voice outside the cell is noisy.

"Ouch! Brother, are you okay?"

"What's the matter? Lift him up!"

Cheng Wanli stretched his black face, frowning and shouting outside:

"Who is making noise here"

"Going back to Qianhu adults, a little brother came to the East Factory, and the man sat on the ground motionless as soon as he entered Zhao prison!"

Leng Qingtang's face (color) changed suddenly, pushing Cheng Wanli away and rushing out of the cell.

There were three or two jailers in the gloomy and gloomy light. In the middle was a short figure with a crimson figure. Reading URL: m..