C313 Punching?
After inserting a few needles and pulling them out, Night Flower nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad."
When Blueblood saw her enter, he opened his eyes. He looked at Xiong Zhuang, who was in agony, then at Night Flower, who shook his head. In his heart, he admired Xiong Zhui a little more.
Ever since he was young, he had distanced himself from the crowd
