When Wang Xiaowan took one out and placed it in his hand to examine it closely, Master Shu spoke at his side.
The boring process was like a godsend to Wang Han, who had a very strong purpose.
“Are we done?” This sentence appeared in Vuong Han's mind.
Intense red fire flashed in the air, and fragments of fire burned in the space.
Then, under everyone's calm eyes, he was taken to the small room next door.
The Internet is filled with all kinds of extreme abuse and hatred, evolving into a mighty war of abuse.
He had never heard of someone being so strange, jumping back and forth, it didn't look like a living thing!
"She treats you better than she treats herself, not to mention this thing is worth 400 thousand."
It had been a while since Wang Han dealt with the blood on his body and continued.