"Flower Spirit, Palm Mouth!" Feng Nuanyang's face turned cold, and he commanded coldly.

Hua Ling, who was waiting outside, hurriedly walked in and walked to the second aunt, and there were two ear scrapers.

"You, you, you dare to beat me!" Qian Xianglan covered her face in disbelief, her eyes spurting...

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