ying sword shot out, directly stabbing towards the bronze man's sallow complexion.>The bronze puppet suddenly reached out and slapped the golden flying sword.>With a crack, the black flying sword shat..."Well then, let it be so." 。轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀!
Chapter 2377: Repairs to the Soul