Seeing Liu Xiao's consecutive arrows failing to hit the Yuan pattern leopard, Muxiti sighed softly. When the three leopards were about to slit Liu Xiao's throat, he already wanted to turn around and leave, because this team should really

Is it an unpopular thing? Fuck... Phantom body!? Muxiti was a little excited. Fuck! Blurred melee combat?! Muxiti's jaw couldn't close. Fuck? Sword dance!? Muxiti held a pen.
Chapter completed!