C383 The Queen of Fighting King
"Mad woman, do you really think you are Buddha? Even if you are Buddha, I am not Monkey Sunn!" Wu Xiaoming saw the huge palm approaching and with a flash, he arrived at the foot of the Queen Mother.
"What thick leg hair!" Wu Xiaoming tightly grabbed the hair on the Queen Mother's feet with his hands and his body swayed as he flew upwards.
"Hey! There are benefits to having thick leg hair