Thirty-ninth range works

Chapter 918-Jialan and Merlin

    

bright sword from his bath towel!"ouch. Almost, almost cut... "Baili's fat face turned blue, held the sword in his hand and swung it at the skinny man who rushed at full speed!Jian Guang rowed through..."BAM--!No sooner had Wang Mian spoken than a mist of blood burst from his back, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly with pain, dating back to a second ago."does it hurt" Seeing this in seven...