poison junta, past Xinyuan.

Cangshan Mountain is continuous, hidden in the thick fog of curly transpiration, thousands of birds chirp continuously, like a farewell song, crisply chirping. Bizhu cold pool is like the embellishment in a wonderful oil painting, which is exquisite and incomparable. The endless plain, surrounded by a large number of people, roughly looked, hundreds of them. These people don't stand in order, but their eyes are very consistent. Now there is only one person in their eyes, who has caused countless waves in the whole tianwu world.

Mo ran.

when your hands are behind you, don't close your eyes tightly. Your forehead is slightly raised. There is...