草莓丝瓜向日葵榴莲蕾丝

At this time, Ning Cheng clearly felt the sharp sword that pierced his Danhu. No, to be precise, it was a sharp sword that could not be touched at all. He could not perceive the shape of the sword. Color and all other information. The only thing he could feel was that his Danhu was indeed pierced by a sharp sword....