Sangun Hall, a built temple in Qiankun Hall, is magnificent, dignified and self-reliant. The beautiful figure of Qingyue Graceful Na is stepping into it.

"Ah, the green moon is coming, is it you?" On the hall seat, an old man saw her and immediately laughed wickedly.

"Teacher, you have to decide for us..." Qingyue saw the old man as if he had been wronged for eight lifetimes. Chu Chu pitifully rushed to the front of Qiansan Gun and leaned against his old leg. His liver and intestines were broken inch by inch.

"Blue Moon, what's wrong with you? Have something to say! " Qiansan cannon is painful, directly pulling the...