农民伯伯乡下妹在线

Another half stick of incense passed by, and Ning Cheng finally stood at the door of Xuanhuang Holy Temple. The Xuanhuang Holy Temple was in dilapidated condition, with half of the temple eaves broken, but something majestic and solemn existed in Ning Cheng's heart unconsciously, and Ning Cheng subconsciously stepped into the temple gate....