C1192 Hundred Eyed Evil God

The boss behind him could really hold on! Wang Ye pinched her chin, and looked at Lin Xue, she was playing with great effort.

With the help of the Dao Desolate Godly Monarch, winning was like drinking water.

Li Hao suddenly spat out white foam and was sent flying. A man wearing a black vest walked in.

The smell was so strong, it must have been from spraying an entire bottle!

Wang Ye frowned