"More than ten years ago, the grassland warriors came after the tyrant in the summer and were defeated by the despicable mausoleum Wang Jun in the south. Since then, it’s really unexpected that the grassland eagle was stopped by a little ant. It’s a tragic thing in life! It’s unfortunate that Daxia people didn’t bathe in the glory of sweat! " Nangong crane said that it was colored, but that he was a summer official and didn’t know it was Herbatu’s favorite.

"Cough! !” Mr. Zhan coughed and woke up. Nangong Crane didn’t come to flatter himself. When Nangong Crane saw his ass photographed on the horse’s leg, he couldn’t help saying that he was unlucky. As soon as his temper turned, he revealed a great secret in the south of the city. It was precisely because […]