Human Race Garrison

Shen Changqing sat cross-legged, his body radiating with a powerful spiritual light. It was as if stars were gathering around him, and the phantom of a galaxy appeared along with it.,Now, Li Xing was completely sober and not blinded by so-called opportunities.,But no matter what, Li Xing was already planning to report this news. Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free.。