Chapter 431: Transmission Speed

ntal sword cut itself from its own neck, and the scar finally let out a long sigh of relief. 。That's a life-or-death talisman around your neck, it could kill you at any time. 。Although he had already...hing. He didn't even let go of the drunk Qing She, he's just a wretched old pervert.Although they were full of doubts, they still dared not disobey Lin Jun's words. Thus, two men carried the dead-like...