Chapter 1187: King Channing's Tax

turned to Li Chen and said with difficulty: “You, hurry up.”After finishing his words, the Great Emperor coughed violently.His lungs were like a bellows, wheezing with terrifying rasps. Li Chen immedi...轉碼失敗!請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀! far in the distance, Jie'an sat cross-legged.He groaned, a mouthful of foul-smelling blood spewing from his lips.Although he coughed up blood, his complexion was much better than before."Congratulati...