Rain beating on blue works
Chapter 495: Iron Knuckles
Besides the howling wind, I could hear nothing.The wandering cultivator on the ground stood up, nodded to Qin Sang, and walked into the depths of the ice field against the wind and snow.The scope of t...The Crimson Gold in his hand was almost gone.That day, after Tiānmù Dié swallowed the spirit liquid, its wings suddenly burst forth with dazzling lightning.Let me know if you have any other text you'd...