Chapter 119 Chapter 119

st as a ghost, with a cruel smile in her eyes, with a wave of her arm, the cold sickle is cut at Zhang Ruochen's neck.at a critical moment, all the real qi in Zhang Ruoxian rushed to the soul and comm...the room with the yellow character number one."Meow!"Xiao Hei is like a black fur ball, sitting on a copper chair, two cats holding a yellowed book, are reading attentively. On the cover of thebook, t...