"What if I don't help?" Jinghua Shuiyue looked at Zi Qingge provocatively, "My master was killed by you, why should I help you?"

"You and Ruoshui are just using each other. She needs your strength, and you are afraid of loneliness and want a master. To you, whoever is your master is the same." Zi Qingge glanced at the girl, her thin lips smiled slightly sip.

"As expected of Mo Shang, but what's the benefit of me helping you?" The girl opened her eyes wide and put one hand ...