It was a pair of attractive Danfeng eyes. The dragon in purple sat in a mess in the haystack. There were countless wounds, big and small. His clothes were ragged, but it was still hard to hide his noble temperament. At this time, he was looking at a Xue, with surprise, anger and joy in his eyes.

it's true that it's long tianso. Ah Xue sits down on the ground and narrowly dodges the sword stabbed behind her. The cold soul looks pale and wants to fight again, but she is stopped.

"stop!" Long Tian's voice is pale and hoarse. Now cold soul stands behind him with suspicious and distrustful...