er vision, looking at Hei Feng's back, it is like watching a monster.When he reached sixty breaths, Wang Xuan's peaceful and refined face showed a hint of pain between his brows, and his brow furrowed...hands were not long ago rolling over that jade-like body, the feeling of smooth and tender flesh was simply inconceivable, making one lose oneself in it.And the sole origin of the Xuan Yin Sacred Fox...