Ancient God Emperor

she carries the real qi to her palms, and the palms make a wheezing sound, condensing sharp and crystal ice spines. Wrist shake, dozens of ice thorns, at the same time fly to A Le.,Zhang Ruochen's eyes squinted and stared at the woman in purple standing on the third floor of an old building by the street.,so she turned and looked in the direction of the glance, and happened to see Zhang Ruochen standing in the middle of the street.。