C1007 Windmill!

brushwood God of Illustions!

"Someone's coming!"

Bai Xiaofei and the rest, who had been hiding in ambush for an entire day, finally had a glimmer of light when they were about to leave. Bai Xiaofei looked over and a hint of surprise could not help but appear on his face.

How was this as simple as someone had come!

This was a big gift pack!

At the end of the line of sight