"Not really!" Pan Fei spread his hands, and sighed helplessly: "So, even if you shout to stay alive, this person is not angry." ”

Zhong Limeng put his index finger to the black-clothed man's nose and probed.

Sure enough, I lost my breath.

Pan Fei whispered, "If I hadn't...

Chapter 1012 of "Deadly Sanskrit" Dust, ask for praise! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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