C817 Five-clawed Golden Dragon

Zhan Tianming widened his eyes.

F * ck!

This guy didn't come to bother him, but instead, he picked up his sister. Damn it, you don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has, right?

"Cough cough." Zhan Tianming coughed dryly twice, then reached out and grabbed Feng Wushuang's hand. "Brother Liao, don't tease me, okay? How could Wushuang have met you before? She is my wife