C819 Apocalypse 10

It was a pity that he hadn't fought those damn things for three hundred rounds and had not saved the world.

How did he die?

Suddenly, his lips felt hot, and a breath followed the scalding heat.

Yin Shuyi subconsciously hugged the person in front of him, absorbed it, and then responded. Crossing the air into a kiss was something Yin Shuyi could not help himself with