he divine son of the Jun family, tearing apart the descendant of the ancestor dragon in its lair. This isn't a metaphor, but a true and real "tear apart" !"In front, the white-clothed God King Wuhui,...Shan Chunchun's crystal clear face wore an expression of suspicion.She naturally didn't know what he meant, and Jun Xiaoyao also smiled without explaining much."By the way, I heard that Lord and Luowa...
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