C213 Just One Ten Thousand Nations Connection

Ding!

A loud sound, a huge impact.

Lim Wushuang's body was spun around by the impact.

When the fleas in the distance saw it, they immediately shouted in despair, "It's over! This time, it's dead! Damn bastard, why didn't you dodge?!"

Qin Murong asked curiously, "You care about him?"

"I care about the armor. That is my armor! There was not a scratch on it for such a long time