伊古尼鲁

Ye Qiu sighed, unable to hide the excitement in his heart. Although the Eight Formations of Immortals, Gods and Ghosts were deceived. However, this secret book went round and round in his hands and in the hands of Tuobo Hongyu. It was something that belonged to Ye Qiu yesterday. Today belongs to this madman. No matter how much I think about it, I feel uncomfortable....