Seeing the madness of Chang Mingge and the fragmentary flowers made by Xiao Zizhen, she gave off a sense of disdain. She didn't think that Chang Mingge could be broken. At present, Xiao Zizhen focused all his attention on the fuzzy things, and the fragmentary flowers were rolled faster.

"you can't hurt my father. If you want to kill me, you should kill me. Strange thing. Aren't you swallowing spirit? I have, too. You're here to swallow me... " The blood of Chang Mingge, flowing in the sad sword, has changed. It seems that it gives people a mysterious and mysterious feeling. The sad breath from his body is more...