姨妈绣惑5中字

Strength, in this place, without strength, everything is vain. Ning Cheng clenched his fists and looked at the endless Yixing Sea in front of him. He knew that he had to hurry up and come up with a countermeasure, otherwise he would never be able to leave again. It's a feeling and there's no reason. And that powerful murderous intention never left his mind....