At the time of the voice, there was a gust of cold wind, and ye Chu's face ached.

the strong is the strong, especially when it reaches a certain level, it can stink a lot of people even if you fart.

as the red tortoise said, ye Chu felt his face hurt and flustered. It was because he practiced the forging skills of the Wu nationality. If not, he would be completely ruined.

"I don't mean that. It's not good to disturb the rest of the elder..." Ye Chu grinned and pulled Mi Qing to his back.

the red tortoise smiled again this time: "the little one is still a...