每次做饭老公就各种挑剔

It was too late, but soon, Yang Ji roared and raised his hand of death without hesitation. The light and shadow in the void dimmed, and in the blink of an eye, a ball of green light flew out of Yang Ji's mind, swayed in the wind, and turned into a hard, thick and mysterious hand, covering the sky and the sun, and grabbed three flying swords....