"Pat!" Chen Jiu, bold and bold, when everyone thought that he was dead and could not live again, he actually went against the normal principle, carrying Bing Ying with a vivid dragon and tiger. It was a hand-to-hand fight, but it had no pity for fragrance.

"Heaven, how could a dead man survive, and how could he withstand the cold cathode?" All the palace owners and thousands of disciples were shocked and confused. "What's this guy doing, bastard?" Bing Ying is the first fairy. How can he beat her?

`Pap!' Unfortunately, it didn't stop. Just when the women were staring and gaping, Chen Jiu's big palm continued to wave. It...