But in addition to Tong Siya's birthday, the dustpan was also full of charms drawn by me.

The spell seemed to have a suction force, sucking in the little thing, making him howl and not move.

The evil qi on his body was mercilessly absorbed by the dustpan.

The thick black gas on his body was gradually sucked into the dustpan.

The little thing gradually revealed its original form, and it was a swaddling ......

"Sister Immortal Fierce" Chapter 82 I want to psychic with him is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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