"This medium, you have to protect it if you don't protect it!"

Feng Xinglie's voice was colder than the sword in his hand!

"You ......" Fuxi didn't expect him to turn his face faster than turning a book, and he was suddenly speechless in shock.

"You can try to see if you have the life to get out of this room!" Feng Xinglie turned the blade of the sword, and Fuxi's neck suddenly ached!

"It's a head-killing business." Fuxi hesitated.

"Offended

Chapter 105 of "His Little Ancestor Ren Meilu Ziye": Turning your face is faster than turning a book is hitting in your hand, please wait a moment,

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