小蝌蚪榴莲芭乐丝瓜秋葵18

Because Lu Feng's movements and sword were too fast, the pain and blood on the wound of the young man who was impaled on the Taishi's chair spurted out after Lu Feng finished speaking. He saw that Lu Feng was still holding his severed knife in his hand. Pointing, he screamed like a slaughtering pig again....