The golden light was getting longer and longer, almost thirty zhang, and it finally meant to stop.

When the golden light stopped moving, it finally began to weaken.

Feng Jiuli blinked, then rubbed it again, and then looked towards the end of the golden light again...

"The Waste Material Ruffian is a Little Fierce" 903. Do you have a long tail? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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