Chapter 1,145: The Martial Saint Lineage >

ì zhǔlù yè ràng tā bù ràng cuī dòng líng lì zhǔfà, biàn zài nà lǐ, hòng shēng dì chēn shuò le zhè yī jī.Then he scratched his butt with an innocent expression."Pff…" Yiy was almost laughing out loud....epless and exhausted, her energy nearly depleted.The girl's face was still youthful, wearing a purple dress that should have looked elegant, but now it was covered with large patches of scarlet – the...