Chapter 918-Jialan and Merlin

eling the unprecedented pressure, Lin Qiyue could only barely maintain the posture of waving a knife, standing in place, beads of sweat seeping out of his forehead and falling to the ground along his...t a spy who mingled with my summer "under the pressure of the real man Yuding, the palm of Lubao pomelo's knife was full of sweat. He clenched the handle of the knife, and his body trembled uncontroll...