Chapter 897: Old Monk, You Broke Your Vow of Anger

.The more Zhao Xuanji thought about it, the angrier he became. He snorted coldly, "Go back to your own courtyard. You are not allowed to step out of the house for a single step within a month unless I...flag is still planted on Yueya Pass.""So what"Yelü Guzanqi laughed loudly, arrogantly saying: "Eighty years ago, the city gates of Yan Yun Sixteen Prefectures were all adorned with the great Qin drago...