There seems to be nothing ahead. Only Ye Leng can feel the infinite terrifying power under pressure. This power encompasses both Earth and Heaven. Can we not worry a bit about having to modify Italy in the future?
Step by step.
Sweat soaked through the clothes, the body was almost propped up, while Ye was cold and cut. He is a genius, always supported by an upstream sect, possibly one, and the margin that originally belonged to him was actually robbed. He is unwilling.
"I must be effective, and so must my Ye Leng! My days will not necessarily be weakened by Qin Country, I must shout at his shoes and then leave the cold..." He took another step forward. As a Heaven, her husband, serving for one person, lost in the shadow of King Qin.
Suddenly, Ye Lengwa blocked the money, as if on alert, and just at this moment, a gust of wind whistled past.
