猛鬼山坟之小花

Boom boom boom, dense thick thunder arcs fell again, and Ning Cheng no longer felt hesitant before. If the dead egg is facing upward, there is nothing to be afraid of. Nirvana, Nirvana, how can one achieve Nirvana without Nirvana? Ning Cheng didn't know if other people's Nirvana tribulations were the same as his, but he could only think so....