Fang Tian almost pasted his eyes on the window of the tripod, and the moving thing in it was really a scorpion. His body is golden, and his long limbs are waving in the fire. It seems that he is struggling and dancing.
when the sky was close to...
Fang Tian almost pasted his eyes on the window of the tripod, and the moving thing in it was really a scorpion. His body is golden, and his long limbs are waving in the fire. It seems that he is struggling and dancing.
when the sky was close to...