chapter 82 Bewitched

How could I let it be on Tangtang's body again.

A red string was thrown over, binding it firmly like a zongzi.

I now have a little more mana at the second level.

By studying with Sharon Shen, he can also understand what dirty things say.

The black shadow gradually solidified, and it turned out to be a man in his thirties.

He glanced at me, and then took a closer look at the nine-dragon coffin on my chest.

He knelt down and...