Cloth "good! Enough heroism! " Chen Shisan Lang threw a sword in his hand, closed his eyes with folded hands, and then sat cross-legged to sit in a Buddha-shaped face. The number of faces changed to a very painful one, and the clouds stood on the spot and didn’t know whether to storm before or wait for Chen Shisan Lang to push first.
Cloth Chen Shisan lang is still sitting still, but he can already feel a strong and condensed true qi in his body, which has broken through the body and surrounded by Zhang Yu. That piece of gas seems to be heavier than that one, and that piece seems to be under the control of Chen […]