C112 First Exchange
One flower away from the top five.
. . .
More and more people recognized Van Yingfann. Many martial artists could not help but reveal looks of fear and fear.
Van Yingfann faintly smiled, and his peach blossom eyes bloomed with endless charm.
His gaze swept over, and all the young girls that he saw flushed red. They nervously lowered their heads
