八码滚雪球

简介：After using Pudu's magical power, the injury had just improved when the strong wind struck again. The Foshan Monk who had no time to dodge was slashed on his left arm again. The Foshan Monk was blinded. Magan, Buddha’s left arm has a grudge against you? The most terrible thing is that the defensive power of the protective cassock was exhausted, and the next moment, blood splattered everywhere.