Chapter 107: Holy Liquid

y wear the martial arts clothes prescribed by the school palace. Can't we dress ourselves up at night "Duanmu Xingling looked very playful, stretched out a catkin on Zhang Ruochen's shoulder, delibera..."Zhang Ruochen, after all, your practice is still low, and you may not understand the ghost-level skills." You first take out the "blood nerve" and let the teacher identify it for you. Maybe it's not...