On the empty street, at the end of the nine steps, the vermilion solemn mountain gate tells the rise and fall of the glory and disgrace of the Northern Xia for hundreds of years. All the temples in the world are less than one-ten-thousandth of the status in front of them.

Puning Temple, Jiang Yufan squinted, what did Jun Qinglan suddenly come here for?

"You don't know ......." Jiang Yufan turned his head sideways with difficulty, looked at the high Puning Temple and swallowed his saliva: "The murderer is in the Puning Temple?" ”

"Who is it?" Discomfort and disbelief in the fundus of the eyes is just a blink of an eye. The next moment, Jiang Yufan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Tell me quickly, who is the real murderer?" It's really not ......

"Playing a Female Horse" 119 Who is the real murderer is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!