C361 Death Slave Goblin
In a clear lake, Yang Pann was washing his body as he sighed. He seemed to be especially fond of cleanliness after he entered this mission world. In just a few days, he had already bathed so many times.
Compared to the previous few times he bathed in the river, this time was relatively smooth. At least there were no crocodiles or all kinds of strange bugs to disturb him
