Chapter 1190: The Ancient Moonna at the Auction House

the chair, then sat on his lap, smiling slyly and hugging his neck, leaning completely into his arms. 。Silver hair gently brushed against Tang Wulin's cheeks, filled with longing for him. 。She said no...Wulin's spiritual power breakthrough, he used it even more skillfully. 。Lan Bufzi, filled with anger and frustration, was unable to unleash his full power, resulting in being instantly controlled. 。Th...