Thirty-ninth range works

Chapter 918-Jialan and Merlin

    

his eyes, thick blood clinging to them, lips without a trace of blood, the whole person looked haggard and haggard."what's wrong" He asked.Chen Han smiled, took a cigarette out of his pocket and hande...not no wonder.Zhou Ping's eyes glanced at the big black cocoon behind him, confirming that Lin Qinight's breath was very stable and without the slightest danger, then hesitated for a moment, then slow...