(Commitment Chapter 4, let everyone disappointed, alas, these two days of bricks are also very poor, coupled with physical and mental exhaustion, really no motivation.) uuuuuuuuuuuu

Hanzi stared at the Beijing Valley, his face frosty and said coldly, "These three are for nothing, and there are ten more."

Still in place, the iron fist became illusory, and the empty punched out ten punches, each with five left and right punches.

"Buzz..."

Five disciples of God's innocence fell down, and when they fell, their chest sank in and their mouth blew blood.

Blood, once again red and white snowflakes. Where the cold wind sweeps, the smell is stronger.

Seeing the bodies...