In Xu Feng's gape, the warlock union president actually left. Thinking of all kinds of words and actions of the warlock guild's president, Xu Feng's eyes are shining. Is it true that there is a beautiful woman who can't be sent to her bed today. Then the raw rice slowly boiled, and finally

"my Buddha is merciful!" Xu Feng sighed, thinking that he said that he would stop him and put in a cruel word. If he did this, it was not his own fault.

after reading a few Buddhist names, Xu Feng couldn't help thinking again. It's hard for Xu Feng to think about whether he's pretending to sleep...