C71 Escape from the demon claw

She felt weak and weak, and waves of intense pain came from her long hair. The White Horse Emperor still had his hands on her long hair and had not let go.

"I, I only know, scratch, scratch my hair is the patent for, women. I never thought, that the Southern Champion, the cold-blooded Sovereign King, would also have this kind of hobby!"

Ji Tian Ning was gasping for breath