C1043 The Fragrance of a Virgin in the Pig Knuckle

After hanging up the phone, even Zhen Wuwen took a deep breath. Damn it, these words were so f * cking overbearing that it made his blood boil!

Even a martial grandmaster had to die there? 'What kind of realm has this fellow reached? Could it be that he has really broken through to the grandmaster realm? ' A martial grandmaster in his forties