Li Tian is looking at the white Shinto with cold eyes at the moment.
The white God had a pale and ugly face, and his white beard was covered with blood.
At this moment, he raised his thin hand, wiped the blood stains on the corner of his...
Li Tian is looking at the white Shinto with cold eyes at the moment.
The white God had a pale and ugly face, and his white beard was covered with blood.
At this moment, he raised his thin hand, wiped the blood stains on the corner of his...