The white fox said pitifully: "My lord, but my little brother is not high-level, even if they go up, they can't do anything to those people."

Yi Zhengdao: "What can I do? Can't you do it?"

The white fox said with tears in his voice, "Boss, I'm only level eight."

Yi Zheng smiled: "If you were killed, it would be a slap in the face."

Baihu's tears disappeared in an instant, and he suddenly understood what Yi Zheng meant!

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