武林艳史萧云平无删节

All the hatred that he had for dominating the dream was immediately vented from his eyes. His gaze was like fire, directed towards Zhu Fangzheng, but towards Elder Ying who was preparing to take action first. Can you give me a face? Let Ying Mou kill the brat Zhu Fangzheng first. It's not too late to take this kid Ye Qiu....