"Shen Han …"

The man’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "He’s going to be cruel in this step, but I didn’t think about letting Mo Jun go at night. He’s …" He didn’t finish what he said later, but the corners of his mouth were marked with cold radians. "To let the ink winds stay in prison for a generation

Jiao sheng has two feet.

Being born with four legs is a real dragon! Followed by solitary cloud pupil contraction. The man’s body surface was strangely surfaced scales fleeting! Psst! The lone cloud gasped at the air conditioner and suddenly thought of a terrible possibility with horror! There is no dragon treasure in the root. Yes, it is a real

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Although the dumpling dragon master was badly hit, he laughed at the sky like he heard a big joke. "Apologize?" The little master of Jiaolong said coldly with mocking eyes, "Longmo, although I lost, it is impossible for you to make me bow!" "It’s not up to you in front of me!" Sue ink see