The Goddessapos;s Su

At this moment, Zheng was supporting the elderly man as they scrambled forward in a panic. His autumnal eyes were filled with fear.,The male lead wasn't in the mood for idle chatter. With a loud roar, he drew his sword and swung it down.,Lin nodded, walked to the old man's side, and took out a silver needle, half an inch long like hair, from the pouch hanging from his waist. Then, he carefully pricked the old man's brow.。