A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Xiao Yan turned to see a man walking slowly towards him. His skin was white and reflective in the dark. "Lin Xiuyuan?" "Well, you remember me." Lin Xiuyuan grinned and raised his hand to illuminate the sculpture in front of



Jail Xiaozha has been completely awake.

"Lord … don’t cry. You haven’t cried for a long time. Don’t cry …" Xiaozha wiped her tears for Zi Xuan. How can she wipe them all? In the past seven years, the Lord often cried and hid in the


bang

Firm but gentle rainbow flash blade direction turned out to be a direct abandonment of the deadly light arc of the flame bear still falling backwards towards the cold light tiger. In a flash, bitter fleabane bitter fleabane blood splashes.