"Come on, Fang Daoran, let's make a break here today!"

The wind was howling, and in the dark night, Ye Wudao was standing there, the short sword in his hand was shining, and he was ready to die.

Chu Fei and the others had complicated faces and kept thinking about it.

At such times, they have to think about a problem.

Isn't it a leaf ......

Chapter 97 of "Urban Invincible Heavenly Venerable" is a big victory! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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