Feng Nuanyang's heart rose to his throat, slowly stood up, and moved a few steps forward.

He hung his head, dressed in gray hexagrams, and stood there quietly.

Shen Qian frowned dissatisfied, "I said you should stand next to me!" ”

Feng Nuanyang's hands...

"Evil King, Your Vest Has Fallen Off" Chapter 572 How can it be flat? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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