Chapter 1945: Such a Rash Man

nd and soul."Good kill!" Wei Yang's eyes curved into crescent moons. The younger brother's ruthless performance was exactly to her liking. What snow-white, plump, long legs, in front of the camp, they.... In reality, however, he moved with effortless grace.His eyesight could see the traces of those swift and wind-like spells, and his movements could keep up with the instructions given by his thoughts...