C219 Ten
"Swish, swish, swish. . . "
After a short period of silence, the sound of air being torn could be heard. Qin Ming had released his grip on the bowstring. Six divine arrows shot towards Luo Sen like nine shooting stars!
At the same time
"Swish, swish, swish. . . "
After a short period of silence, the sound of air being torn could be heard. Qin Ming had released his grip on the bowstring. Six divine arrows shot towards Luo Sen like nine shooting stars!
At the same time