Li Yunhui lowered his head, looked at the nose, looked at the nose, and looked at the heart. This guy Xue Ju despised the whole body. This guy was a bear bag. At the beginning, Yu Duxiu was simply a world apart, and the two roots could not be compared.
"Roll all roll for me. If you don’t make moves, don’t you dare to fight with Brother Yi Dao? You can’t live without your old age." Xue Ju’s hair was….