C317 Betting

Looking from afar, Qin Feng's current position was like a maggot wrapped tightly around his bones.

At the same time, his arms locked onto the Golden Holy Guard's chest. He could sense just how berserk the Power was between the Body and this posture was extremely ambiguous, so Qin Feng endured the disgust as he hugged a man.

Especially under the Golden Holy Guard's struggle