C170 Master Yuan Bao's Revenge
Looking at the monk, I was stunned for a moment before suddenly exclaiming in surprise, "It's you!"
Even though the monk in front of him wore a patched monastic robe and changed his hands into a gilded alms bowl to hold onto, the bald spot in the middle of his brain only left behind a layer of sexy hair at the edges, the poor silver-plated ring, and a figure as big as a door … They had already