The gods killed the Jiangcheng, and the bloody storm. The heroes regretted their wrists and felt pain in their lives. They accidentally rolled up the lotus and followed the ink, and became famous for half a year.

I look forward to meeting each other, spring is dyed with green mountains, soft smiles and deep affection. I don’t regret giving up all the flowers and falling, and staying with the sky.

The God-killing chaos chapter, the opening word.
Chapter completed!