At the,GF复刻格拉苏蒂偏心,三维复刻-格拉苏蒂六七十年代GF厂评测对比正品entrance of the street, Xiao Yan watched this sudden change. He didn’t have the slightest interest in this kind of vendetta, but the bloody mercenary group that the scarred man said in his mouth brought back some of his memories. To that middle-aged man and woman, frowned slightly, Ling’er?
In Xiao Yan’s thoughts, the middle-aged man who was originally injured, was not hostile to the violent attacks of the opponents. In the end, he was repelled by a palm. The next bit of blood was sprayed out, turning his head to look at that one. The scarred man who was walking towards the woman with a lewd smile on his face gave a miserable smile, and despair appeared in his eyes.
“Uncle Kagang!” Seeing the middle-aged man was wounded, the woman called Ling’er finally couldn’t help crying out.
Hearing her shout, Xiao Yan on the street let out a light sigh, and finally found out the chance encounter in the Warcraft Forest from his memory.