Lun Ling was shocked, patted his chest and said to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm his friend and friend, not an enemy!"
”Kun Ci said indifferently on the side: "Are you sure it's a friend?"
I heard that you are still sleeping with Xia Fan in your arms?
”Lun Ling: "......"
The sacred tree was already shining, Xia Fan took out the green leaves in his arms, and heard Zhan Feng say to him."
Do you want to go back to our Cloud Mountain?"
Promise at the beginning.Xia Fan threw the leaves under the tree and took Zhan Feng's palm."
Want to regret it?
It's late. ”He is afraid that he will fall into the hands of the enemy, and he will not be able to escape.