C184 Color tribulation?

F * * k, what kind of comfort was this!

If he died, she wouldn't be able to make it home alive.

In the dim light, he saw a few tall figures approaching him. They were all whistling and speaking slang that Zhuo Yanfeng could not understand.

Ouyang Yu took off his jacket at a moderate pace and placed it on Zhuo Yanfeng's shoulder. With a smile, he said, "Don't worry