C480 Upper God 11

Ten thousand purple red, Lu Li mottled. Flowers of various colors withered along with Su Sha's sword qi.

A fox was squatting in the corner and looking at it with a serious expression. From time to time, it would step forward and bite a few petals.

As the color of his fur became lighter, Su Sha's spiritual energy also increased. For some reason, Jiang Yong always felt like a hooker