夜栋病勤1-10未删减

Don't worry, I'll get it right away. Lu Feng answered, and squatted on his seat with his back to Liu Ruoyin, running the Nine Yang Divine Art. A stream of true energy surged in the meridians, converging towards the location of the bullet, and then the true energy wrapped up the bullet layer by layer, a little bit. Move little by little toward the outside of the wound....