It feels good to commit suicide for a while, and it feels good to commit suicide all the time.
At Jueming Cliff, a million troops besieged and killed him.
Faced with such a situation, Qin Jun was calm and calm, his anger was sinking in his Dantian, and he looked up to the sky and shouted.
"Honey, help me!"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
