Wang Han and Jiang Feng were already standing in the ring.
“Wait for me to call and ask about the situation.” Vuong Han said.
"I, Trieu Quoc Hoan, am a talented person."
Its sharp, salivating teeth contained the flesh of several other strange creatures.
How could Nuo Qianjin hug this person!
Yi Xiangming was speechless.
Vuong Han completely lost control over the coffin.
Not mentioning Wang Xiaowan, but the mysterious existence known as Master Shu.
How much damage could this kind of power cause to the beasts of the second-level heaven and the fourth-level lords?
"Or maybe this body shape is popular this year, maybe girls still like it?"
"This." Wu Huoqi continued, "Back to business, you must respect Da Tong."
They looked into Vuong Han's eyes.
"Isn't he being chased by a fifth-level heavenly lord!"
"But even if it's someone you don't meet."
If you only look at the realm of a warrior, she is nothing. Master Shu said.
Especially after a long day.
"Yes! It is! I knew you might not be able to control yourself!"
This was when Qian Cheng did not know that the strange monster was controlled by Wang Han.
Until the mountain wolf in the snow bark stepped forward.
"Sorry? What's the use of apologizing? Why should I suck you in?!"
It might be an exaggeration to say they have nothing in common, but the jealous eyes they looked at Vuong Han were all true.
The round-bellied old man continued.
The two people next to him couldn't help themselves, and they were more than 50 meters away from Wang Hanzu.
Speaking of this, Giang Phong's expression behind the mask is a bit strange.