卓越团队计划聊天室

简介：Under the light of the torch, it was clearly seen that Jiang Mingwu was seriously injured, teetering on the verge of collapse, his fingers were trembling, and he could no longer hold the long saber in his hand, and he was only relying on his last bit of perseverance to hold on. When he raised his head, he gritted his teeth and his face was covered with blood, his own and the enemy's.