C593 Fruit of life a four-breast milk spitting demon envoy

Di Jiye closed the box and kept it in his chest. Yuan Feiyu jumped three feet into the air, left his side, took out some clear water from the storage ring, and continuously washed his own delicate fingers.

She didn't notice what the others had gotten, but her little face had turned pale from crying and she looked like she was about to faint.

Actually, she was already pretty strong