in a daze.For several days, Tang Wulin was like a soul lost, searching for Na'er's trace in the streets and alleys of Ao Lai City until late at night.Because of his mental state, the forging went wron...。A solitary figure in white, their long hair flowing freely, is none other than the celestial dancer Wu Changkong. 。 A woman stood beside Wu Changkong. She looked to be about twenty-six or seven y...
Chapter 1285: Gold Belly, Silver Hips