Purple Luo right eyebrow center blooms a cloud like shape, the face is unpredictable. His brow was deeply wrinkled, and the little finger of his right hand was suddenly hurt violently. This heartbreaking pain twisted his whole face together, but there was a magic force that made her unable to shout. Repressed in the heart, the chest heaves violently.

seeing that she has made a call, the demon can't stop, murmuring, "don't even like life, what's the feeling?" He couldn't get the answer because he didn't.

ziluo has an extra black wooden stick about one meter long on his palm. He repeatedly makes the same gesture. The stick is inserted...