Chapter 935

the chopsticks out of their palms and sprinkled blood towards Zhao Ping'an.Two elderly men in black robes just got up, regardless of their pain, raised their hands and punched themselves in the chest,...Chapter 935

A bed is inside the room.

A woman with sweat dripping from her brow, who had originally seemed reluctant, suddenly sat up straight upon hearing this.

It is exactly Zhao Ji's month!

"ough, unable to bear saying any more.Ouyang Qian's face grew even colder. Thinking back to that scene, her heart felt constricted with anger. She had been locked in a bitter rivalry with Qi Tianjiao f...