Gu Santong was surrounded by a group of people, and he was also confused.

What's the situation, isn't it just a dance, and it's out of the situation?

"Brother Le, this old guy rubs my oil." The demon girl who was twisting her body with Gu Santong just now stuck to Brother Le's body, and she was coquettish.

"Old fellow, dare to rub oil? Kneel down and kowtow......

Chapter 42 of "The Wasted Warlock" The Turtle Immortal is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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