Chapter 107: Holy Liquid

oin is like a piece of silver rain, flying toward the cold green Luo flying in front."Boom, boom!"two silver coins hit Hanqingluo's back, breaking clothes and embedded in flesh and blood, leaving two...ached the early stage of metaphysics.A Le immediately withdrew his sword, and the blade returned to its sheath accurately.A Le's eyes were also waiting for Zhang Ruochen and said, "has the cultivation...