魔鞭女王

Ji Ning also looked up. On the upper left side of the main hall, there was a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in a loose white robe. On the upper left side of the main hall, there was an unkempt and slightly slovenly black-haired man. They were both sitting there. They all exude waves of fluctuation, just like the sense of oppression brought by a chaotic world....