C982 Yang calamity puppet
"Bam!"
Before his hands could even touch Yu Qingge's slender waist, two tender white palms pressed onto the belly of the flying boat. The blazing True Essence roared out like a collapsing dam, with the power to topple mountains and overturn seas.
Ah!
He only had time to let out a miserable cry before his body was sent flying into the air
