C1641 Master of the Golden Temple

Chen Sanqiu squinted his eyes as he looked at the young girl from the Sky Feather race walking around in front of him. She was wearing only a thin veil and had a happy smile on her face.

Yellow Sand Old Man did not mind Chen Sanqiu's performance. For Heavenly Demon Cult Leader, who was young and capable, to see so many beauties, he should have this kind of expression