C367 Angry lion xiao yi

Just as Xiao Yi finished speaking, a bolt of lightning flashed in from outside the window, illuminating the deathly pale face of Prometheus.

With the slender figure of a million three bamboo sticks, being able to endure Xiao Yi's flames of anger was indeed a big problem. Now he began to tremble all over. All of a sudden, his intestines turned green with regret