Hate, Mulan sometimes began to hate her own body. If she had a choice, she would even be willing to change into a less excellent body.

Unconsciously, her legs were clamped tightly. The more afraid she was of coming, the more she was of coming. Mulan felt ashamed, like sitting on pins and needles, and dared not think about it any more.

Dead man, sooner or later I'm going to castrate you, this bad fellow!

'Zi...' The battle lasted for an hour, and peace was over. There was no sound of fighting.

"Good, good... The tigers under the hill are really powerful. It's really my Buddhist star. I admit defeat....................................