Four hundred and forty-five chapters turn a thousand times

Ye Fengmeng bites the tip of his tongue, before Qingming comes.

Damn, the eyes of this product have an illusory effect. One glance is enough to make people sink into hell.

Ye Feng's back was instantly wet, and Candle Nine Yin turned to run toward him. The huge hoarse sounded deafening, like it could pierce a human heart.

Ye Feng is as flexible as a wild monkey, bouncing around.

Every time it is a dangerous difference, it will be swept away. With the power that Candle Nine Yins can explode, once swept away, it will undoubtedly die.

Arthur had suffered a...