lt;lt;lt;Reborn Soar

The white porcelain teapot he had been holding suddenly vanished, and an identical one appeared in his spatial pouch.,As they bumped into each other, Du Fei greeted him as usual. A large chunk of new memories flooded his mind, causing him to furrow his brow.,"My god, isn't this the widow of Qin" Du Fei's heart raced with a swarm of grass mud horses: "Those two big shots just now... were Liu Haizhong."。