refined monsters, you're still a far cry!"Especially that old weasel, with its snowy white whiskers and enormous size, it must have practiced for a hundred years! You, Uncle Yang, are no match for it...In a short period of time,

Then, about ten people in mid-air suddenly exploded.

Amputation,oked Chen Yino's forehead.Chen Yi-no only felt a tingling sensation, very comfortable.Afterwards.Visible to the naked eye, the scar on his forehead was healing rapidly.In just a few seconds, it return...