12一14性水蜜桃

Snapped! There was a flash of light, and Yang Ji clapped with one palm. Without even touching the ground, it was as if a fallen leaf was fluttering, rising up again and passing through the fourth wave of underworld energy. Almost at the same time, an incarnation of charm poked its head out of the void, grabbed Yang Ji's ankle and threw it in another direction. , this is the fifth wave of attacks...