Naming of night

on the outside of his body, a black prison jacket wrapped him tightly, and the dust seemed to be wrapped in the wings of a giant bat, unable to move his arms.,in addition, the hair on Qingchen's head has not been shaved off. If God Daiyunhe is present, I am afraid he will not be able to keep his hair.,just as he was calculating, six Shendai genetic warriors came to him and pressed each part of his body, ready to be sedated.。