C68 Mind

Ye Shaoqiu had no way of dodging, but there was a wall behind him, how could he dodge? He could only take it head-on.

Of course, this was clearly a joke, otherwise, with Ye Shaoqiu's skill, even if another hundred of them were to come, they wouldn't be his match.

After that, Ye Shaoqiu's body was fiercely smashed up by the cushion that Xia Mo had sat on just now