xl上司带翻译无马赛

Ning Cheng's eyes swept over the square-faced male cultivator, feeling slightly stunned. This man was in the late Eternal Stage, but the powerful aura of this square-faced male cultivator was no worse than the thin man he killed before. Ning Cheng knew very well that the thin man brought by the Ninth Prince to be cannon fodder was a true half-step Taoist....