Han Jue raised his hand and sucked it in his hand from the air. He grabbed the black prison chicken's neck and asked, "How long has it been?"

"several years……"

"several years?"

"It seems like it's been five years..."

"Have you heard of chicken pot, braised chicken, roasted chicken, and stewed mushrooms in small chicken?"

"Ah...Master, I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

The Black Prison Chicken was almost scared to tears and her voice was choked.

What it fears the most is Han Jue.

Although Xun Chang'an hated it, he heard Han Jue's words and tried to persuade him.

Sin will not lead to death!

Han Jue suddenly looked up.

The black prison chicken is still begging for mercy.
Chapter completed!