then his cheeks flushed, and he buried his head in Lin Batian's chest.

　　 "Do evil." Lin Batian glanced at Mo Qinghan in his arms, his eyes extremely complicated.

　　 "Boom..."

　　 At the center of the big disk, the power is still colliding, bursting out loud noises.

　　At this moment, Tong Wushuang had a long sword in his hand, and his ghostly figure flashed into the sky.

　　 "Cross chain chop!"

　　 Tong Wushuang's pupils pan