Chapter 222: Suppression, Control

ed his hands upward. Roots of Blue Silver Grass chased after the opponent's black cauldron and shot out, trying to entangle it with their martial soul. 。But the young girl seemed not to care at all,...ings rising from beneath his feet. 。"The filling is in the bun, not on the folds. I have a crystal dumpling!" A crystal-clear dumpling appeared in his hand, and he shoved it into his mouth without he...