"No, no......"

The big man was like five thunderbolts, his legs stood in place as if they were filled with lead, and he could barely move!

No one wants to save him, no one ......

Just thinking like this, a gust of wind hit behind his ears, and a hand as white as jade flashed in front of his eyes in an instant, and the pitch black was like dark iron...

"The First Proud Poisonous Concubine" Chapter 687: The Netherworld Qiankun Shadow is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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