厨房里的坤吟声母亲

Gongsun Xingyi's move was too sudden, and even the great master of the Wood tribe could not react. Seeing the sluggish look on Mu Xiaoyao's face, being severely injured and shaky, he couldn't help but said in a cold voice: Gongsun, you are so majestic. I'll take action against the juniors of my clan!...