C3517 Ten Thousand Years of Scheming

"Cough..."

Ye Feng rubbed his head, which seemed to be about to crack, and let go of the lake linger who was tightly hugging him. This little girl was protected in Ye Feng's arms, so she did not suffer much impact, but she was a little dizzy.

"Damn it, this madman is really going to destroy the world."

The Spirit of the Golden Buddha Temple floated in midair. His clothes were in a mess