The voice is ethereal, clear, and has a kind of arrogance that does not belong to the world.

Miracles!

This scene that appeared out of thin air was indeed a miracle.

On the glowing skyline, golden illusory figures float leisurely and cross-legged in the air, half-crossed legs.

Gently supporting his cheeks, he couldn't see the face clearly, but the pair of fiery eyes that pressed the sun were brilliant and dazzling.

Golden flickering snowflakes, imaginary human figures.

"Mysterious Coming, My Pollution Is More and More Perverted" Chapter 249 The Doppelganger Creation is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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