C2662 Twelve Attitudes

A light with a diameter of a few dozen meters was cast upon the flower bag. Everyone was looking on nervously as the lotus flower opened its bean sprout and appeared in the air with a cold expression. She swore coldly.

"I, Dou Zhu, swear on the blood elves that no matter what happens, I will not let go of the soul of the reverse star. Any member of the elven race