One hundred thousand officers and men, eating a pair of pig ears and a pig nose, this is very poor, but fortunately, there is a big pot of soup can be divided.

Thin as a cicada's wing, the meat was divided into 100,000 pieces by seven immortals using magic, and wrapped in a little broth with them respectively, and sent to Zhou Jiajun's mouth empty!

"Nausea, don't let me see, tell me when they're finished!" Why did the butterfly ever see the scene of eating human flesh? It turned pale with fright on the spot. It was buried in Chen Jiu's arms, and it did not dislike that he always...