Chapter 107: Holy Liquid

, Zhang Ruochen drew a small picture of each swordsmanship on the paper.Zhang Ruochen condensed all the few true qi in the body into the tip of his pen, and condensed all the true qi and martial arts...ell." Besides, even if you say so, you can't help me. Since I am in control of the power of space, it is still easy to save my life. "the yellow dust kept grinding her teeth, and she was very annoyed....