一杆肉枪挑4母未删减版

Mu Qingyu looked at Lu Feng. This man transformed into a wild beast. Even though he was pressed to the ground by the Yuehua Flying Sword, he kept wagging his teeth and pounced towards Shui'er, as if he hadn't had enough blood yet. Likewise, for the first time, Mu Qingyu felt a little disgusted with Lu Feng's appearance at this time....