St. York was scolding in his heart. He Ye, are you blind?

Don’t you know such a famous son of luck? Who would you beat them?

If the team is destroyed by Fang's team one day, what will happen to me if Fang is...

etc!

St. York's expression froze suddenly. She is the son of luck. Whoever is enemies with Qing Ke will suffer for eight lifetimes?

Can that...

His eyes gradually lit up!

Zhuo! Stop hitting her, she doesn't use it like this!

I saw St. York looking at Yu Gen, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious!

Yu Gen's mouth curled up a curve, did he think of it too?

Since this is the case, it is not impossible to help again, because it still has value in use!

At this moment, Zhiyin looked at the scene with sweating on her forehead:

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Yueli didn’t know what to say. Taking stock of the experience of the Star Cultivation Clan Hunting since the start of the competition, I can only say that he was ridiculous and was ridiculous!

The Xinggeng tribe support team cheered wildly at this moment!

Dare to fight our Saint Qingke? The Angel tribe is afraid that it’s not like a bubble in its head!
Chapter completed!