Zhang Tiegen let go of Liu Qingchun's little hand, went to the priest's side, reached out and pulled off the black cloth on the face of the Fusang Ninja.
It's a very thin and obscene face with a few sparse short beards on its chin.
Well, it's...
Zhang Tiegen let go of Liu Qingchun's little hand, went to the priest's side, reached out and pulled off the black cloth on the face of the Fusang Ninja.
It's a very thin and obscene face with a few sparse short beards on its chin.
Well, it's...