Eastern senior?

Jiang Changsheng's eyes showed a look of anticipation. In order to force the golden body master to take action, he deliberately kept his hand, for fear that his Zixiao Prisoner's Divine Dao Palm would scare him away.

He clenched the unicorn whisk and kept shaking his wrists. Looking carefully, his hands trembled slightly.

Not scared, but excited.

Fortunately, there was Ping An next to him. It was a different person. I really thought he was afraid.

"Come out, don't let me down!"

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