Yun Yun looked at the elders of the Yun Lan Sect who had lost their breath of life in an instant, their delicate bodies trembled, and on their pretty faces, a touch of iron blue gradually swelled up, and after a while, the screams of anger resounded, and a strong fighting spirit suddenly surged out of his body!

"Bastards, give their souls back!"

Yun Yun's pretty face was pale, and a pair of cyan fighting wings quickly appeared behind her, and in an instant, her wings fluttered, and she instantly flashed into the sky, sweeping away towards the black mist.

"My Talent is Not Serious" 179.Xiao Ran's horror is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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