Archean Eon Art - Chapter 120 - Nine Mystical Caves Test

Wen Tian, on the way to send off his sister, was kidnapped by some people.

The multitude of bandits, happy and delighted: Boss, Boss, we have kidnapped a pleasant-looking wife for you.

Wen Tian: QAQ

The Bandit Head: Come, my wife, let me look at you, baby.

SiFang Town has been bustling with liveliness recently. The town’s best-looking Young Master Wen, has been missing for half the month and then suddenly returned with a man.

The wild man, called Chu XiangTian, is the head of the bandits in the Western Mountain. Rumors said that it is a devil who kills people without blinking.

Everyone sighs incessantly, Young Master Wen is truly pitiful…

Young Master Wen, who the people said were pitiful, with widely round eyes stared fiercely, “You sleep in the study room at night!!”

The tall and burly man immediately had a black face.

Wen Tian with sunken lips, said “You are being fierce….. QAQ”

Chu XiangTian soften, itching to hold that person in his arms.

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Shi Qing’s task was to be a protector.

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