"What?"

Lu Zhenjun was stunned, and his fist was lifted and froze in the air.

The air suddenly fell into silence.

"this……"

Emperor Lu had no expression on his face, and ten thousand grass mud horses ran by in his heart.

This...it's so embarrassing.

Ying Zheng was almost crying: "If you want to have a grudge against that Zulong, go find him. What's the ability to bully me? I have never offended you..."

Lu Chuan: "...Who told you not to say it earlier?"

Finally, Emperor Lu said something.

The little brat, the bigger the person is still pulling dragon skin in front of this emperor to make a big flag and pretend to be garlic to scare people.

Don’t you know that this was the specialty of this emperor back then?
Chapter completed!