"where do you take me!"

while ye Chu was dealing with the wound on his body, he looked at each other and asked. Her eyes fell on the weak water, unable to hide her pure and refined face, and looked at her long hair hanging down her waist, which gave off a layer of light luster, making her skin white and transparent, dreamlike. Especially that pair of eyes, like the accumulation of all the aura between the heaven and the earth, deep like a clear spring, crystal clear, clear and pure, the perfect face of the amazing world, is still so sharp, the leaves of the thorn heartbeat.

the weak...