©Novel Buddy
PREVIEW
... light in the spacecraft set off Muqin's skin, a bloodless gray, weak breathing and cold temperatures.
If Mu Qin was still talking to him with his eyes open, Mu Xing would even think that this guy was dead, and what stood before him was nothing more than a realistic wax figure.
Compared with the bad situation, Muqin himself is very calm, even with a relaxed face, and whispered softly: "This has been the case since I left the marginal world and returned to this world. This feeling o ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE