PREVIEW
... e night wind blew straight. Zhang Ziyun opened his mouth to scream, but opened his mouth, and the roaring cold wind poured into his mouth. He couldn't say a word!
Yan Huang's magma really spewed out, condensing a red film around Zhang Ziyun, and the cold wind around him could no longer blow in front of Zhang Ziyun.
At this time, Yan Huang was like a spirit monkey that was not affected by gravity. On the dense treetops of Jiulong Mountain, the whole person took Zhang Ziyun to the sk ...
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