author:<old well>
state:serializing
brief introduction:
Ye Fusheng's face remained impassive, but his heart skipped a beat. She... how could she have become so weak,Even so, the two demonic energies collided with his palm and were forcibly halted, unable to move forward any further, let alone invade Ye Fusheng's body.,This time, she could finally bear it no longer, a mouthful of blood spurting out.。