Blood mist, surging beads of blood and flesh, bloomed an ugly bright red mist flower high in the night sky.

Courteous Professor Herzog.

Whoever looks at him will be praised at first glance, what an elegant gentleman with grace and ancient manners.

Elegant, ancient and classic beauty, like a beautiful old wine aged in oak barrels and aged for many years.

Such a professor von Herzog.

Chapter 228 of "Mysteriously Descending, My Pollution Is More and More Perverted" Disobey My Wishes? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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