Chapter 267 (1/2)

At this moment, Tang Wu Tong's heart collapsed completely.

Hidden in the bottom of her heart, the desire for affection made her cry.

She doesn't hate, OK?

She won't complain, OK?

Dad, shall we go home?

Wutong can not hear Tang Wu Tong's words, nor can he feel the existence of Tang Wutong.

He squatted on the ground, counting the gold with joy and gratitude.

Finally, he took fifteen ingots of gold.

He was afraid that the old lady would ask for more money just in case.

When he turned around with a smile on his face, the expression on his face was all frozen.

”No!” Tang Wutong cried out in a sad voice.

The man slowly looked down.

Warcraft's claws went into his heart.

”You are not Agree to It is... ” The man whispered these words.

Warcraft suddenly took back its claws.

On the black claw lies a golden pill like object.

It's the golden elixir for men.

Something equivalent to a heart but more important than a heart.

Tang Wutong has gone crazy to the Warcraft. All kinds of spiritual techniques do not lose money to it.

But.

It's no use.

Here is the memory. It's something that has happened.

Her attacks cannot have any impact on people and things that have happened.

Here, she's just a spectator.

Warcraft was not affected at all, and swallowed the glittering golden elixir into his stomach.